water for water is water, thirst made me dried <br />eyes tears flow water, leaves skin broken <br />need water, cure my pain smooth my rough <br />surface makes it clean <br /> <br />pure and perfect water made so bright, all the <br />day expose heat dried my sweat, in my face <br />and lips tears seen in the eyes <br /> <br />all day long I seat in my brow, waiting the sun <br />down to lead me low, hunger and thirst open <br />my throat, water spelled drops like a dew <br /> <br />wash my warm body as you can see, the limps <br />legs and the hands would be easy, where ever <br />in my body, the water comes refreshing to me <br /> <br />slowly, slowly, fell the cool water beneath <br />my delicate skin, in my buttock where you have <br />to stay, hold on, I sit you in my dream, my living <br />water makes me the same <br /> <br />oh! water, please always watered me in each <br />new day and fell the real me<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/water-67/
