Scorpio

Between both palms

I try to cup you

But you, so free and fluid 

Slip

Between my fingers 

Leaving me feeling

Hydrated, like

First sip from a cactus on a

Hot desert night

Like

Climbing mountains

Then

Crashing into your cooling waters

I wish I could keep you

But

I know water roams 

It goes

Where the wind takes it 

So

I’ll be here with palms up

Fingers pressed together 

Waiting for the day I

Collect enough of you to

Drink from

And call you mine

Forever

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