I fell on the river surface,
Currents so wild and fierce,
I was dazed,
But I had to face my fears.
,
As I fell,
A sharp rock edge kissed my spine,
Painful just like your silence,
Haunts my muscles just like your kisses.
,
I drifted away,
Rocks too slippery to grip on,
Branches too brittle to hold on,
I glided away.
,
My skin blue, red and white,
Blue, punched by the boulders,
Red, scraped by thorns,
White, bleached by the chillness of the waters.
,
From the peak of the waterfall,
I plunged, tumbled, fell,
Into the white foam,
And after that I could not recall.
