[1] Water

she is water
whether the cool rain
that drips
upon my lips
or the waterfall
crashing, dashing
against my skin
she is a whirlpool
passionate driven power
and she runs through my thoughts
as both ocean and cloud.

[2] Air

she is air
and strokes my cheek
a breeze
which eases
or the stillness
warm and humid
before our storm breaks
and I am lost
to the heat of her breath
awakening me
inside and out

[3] Earth

she is earth
drifting to and fro
heaving secrets held
only for when they bloom
in colours infinite
that paint and bleed
on my barren flesh
which under her plains
spring forth
as fertile meadows

[4] Fire

and she is fire
enflamed desire
on whose tongue
I long to be consumed
to ashen remains
floating to the heavens
from the volcano
we are destined
to become.


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