Water worn surfaces smoother tonight
Promises of yesterday on wings flight
Cold is the water in the night spring
Crying in my heart for warmth to bring
Other hearts whipped and skipped so strong
Dancing upon ripples trailing till dawn
Still sink to the depth’s growing peaks
Remembering the words you did openly speak
You said you’d leave my heart on the bank
But no you cast it with the others, and it too sank
©2011 Michael Yost
Michael's Lair 
“Dancing on ripples trailing til dawn.” This really stuck with me, Michael. Many images of water, of its movement, and aligned with the human heart. Reminds me we are all 93% water after all! (And 8 ounces of mystery.)
Amy
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Happy you enjoyed it. Pounding away on a new computer. I overheated the laptop. smiles..
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Didn’t keep their word and keep your heart on the bank…
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And from the bank.. smiles..
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