Ripples
Her fingers ran through my soul
Making ripples through my being
The ripples have taken their toll
Though they will never be seen
Ripples like creased silken glass
Echoing like horns of brass
Go gliding through the darkness
Passing by all remarkless
Ripples that change all they touch
Things so small and not too much
Changed in gentle subtle ways
Affecting me for all my days
Now she’s taken her hand away
I miss those ripples everyday
The waters of my soul are still
But they can never over spill
The changes made will always be
Those fateful ripples adapted me
From when her hand first touched the pool
My secret heart fell under her rule
No longer the same as I used to be
Now many more branches to my tree
I’ve grown and changed out of sight
Striving once more to for the light
But my roots drink from that inky pool
Where ripples were formed by her so cruel
So ever will I be poison from within
Ever reminded of my true loves sin
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