MELODY

Bubbling waters,

Dangling trinkets,

Classic…classical;

He found his second,

He found a Body,

Like fish in a pond,

He found the Lady;

She had drunk,

Her life in a trunk,

She Sunk;

No more wet,

No more net,

Only the warm blanket;

She had found love,

He showered love,

The melody is love.

By Ilozavbie, Praise

30th June, 2021