My river

[billy]

My river,

I know I ask for too much
With my erratic nature
My crazy passion
I am too much

You were always there, my endless river of tenderness is there needed
Your cool and gentle flow of understanding and grace
Whose only desire was to flood me with love is with love needed, or is it already implied from the line above?

I was away, aloof..
I couldn’t swim with you
Perhaps I wasn’t ready to see my reflection within you

Now its my turn to take force of the current
To protect you
By only allowing love to your tides..

i quite like it though it could do with a few more images.
i like the layout of the poem and how the main river stanza stretches across the page much more so that the rest
don't forget to leave some feedback else where black jade.

thanks for the read.