poetry by j matthew waters

seeing right through me

something’s in the water
love must be in the air
pleasantly palatable
like a sweet red wine

often I’m reminded
of all the lost souls
searching for love
no place to escape

the river is low
and the moon is high
walking hand in hand
turning back time

now you see me
and now you don’t
rewinding eternity
brings you back to life

something’s in the water
won’t you have a taste
palatable like your eyes
seeing right through me

december two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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