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WATERFALL


She coasted over him,
Shallow and deep,
Hot and cold,
Surface and beneath.

She floated atop him,
Wild and dangerous,
Tamed and secure,
Vulnerable and weak.

She ebbed and flowed,
Towards his curved edge,
The verge of his reverse,
Her very own toppling.

He was the cliff...
And she, the waterfall.

#El_Magnifico™

[[Culled from Leodership Magazine issue 3]]

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