Waterfall 

She is like a turquoise pool:

untouchable,

clear when you cup her in your hands

loses all color 

seeps between your suave canyons.

I thought how unfazed she would be

If I saw her, through her

and let her fall, 

Down

fast and rushing

Like the Niagara. 

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