The Waterfall of Memories

Your whisper haunts me through the night and in the light of day -
The waterfall of memories devours its breathless prey.

Beware! The languid turquoise guise seems utterly serene,
Yet thousands fell to their demise in this alluring stream.

Mnemosyne, a patron saint of the undying past,
Bathe me in your sweet revelry and turn my soul to dust!

If it were now to die - I would - for nothing will exceed
The water's luscious lullaby - intoxicating, deep…

A single thought is all it takes to silently succumb:
When a forgotten love awakes, the consciousness goes numb.

You are the gravity, which tempts, desiring my downfall -
Although the sombre heart repents, it answers your wild call.

I have become the waterfall, my tenderness cascades
Upon your lips - the memory of passion never fades!
This photo depicts a seagull flying over Niagara Falls with stormy clouds above
A photograph of Niagara Falls taken by me in the summer

20 thoughts on “The Waterfall of Memories

      1. It is soothing and unsettling simultaneously! The waterfall’s majestic appearance made me wonder what it would be like to succumb to its powerful flow…🌊

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  1. I really love this! Very powerful word choice. I’m going to enjoy going through your previous posts when I have the time. Thank you for sharing your talents and creativity.

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