You didn’t tell me your whole story
So I began the walk thinking of
The ways to figure you out.
I wound up by the lake
But it was low.
So I began populating it
With the tears you gifted me.
There was really
Not a love here
When it came to you that night
I had no other intention but
To call the whole thing off.
But my plan suddenly derailed
When you looked at me
And called me beautiful.
So you call me back
And I keep letting you.
I realize that it’s going nowhere
And I’ll get up,
I won’t stay the night.
Gentle ebb and flow of the water.
Ebb and flow.