you're wild like a water stream.
still I waited for your return.
I was standing across in steam
like a rock under waterfall.
yes, I managed to break you up
into trickles and little drops
for a moment you felt in love
and I lived in my highest hopes.
but to break does not mean to win
and you carry your freedom through,
wild as ever you're still a stream
while I am hard like a rock in truth.
staying tall, can be seen from far
when you notice me, send your wave
I have not met another one
touching heart in that deepest way.
Reading at La lyre emigree, Liege august 2024.
Published in Constellation de la Lyre" 2024
Reading at Tutu Community Festival, Reading 29 June 2025
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