Babble babble
Soft Babbles, alongside a mountain stream in a rainforest
View it, taste it - feel it
Sun leeched rock worn slippery smooth - winter hued
Eternal, yet subject to natures whim, a forever hymn
Stubborn like a woman, pooled water lyin’ trapped within
A place of marvel, that water strewn rock marble - soft skin
Soft filtered sunlight gleams from fairy pools yonder - mercury tadpoles
Reflections of your mind, dappled dreaming - hands entwine
Jade-rainforest shrouded, stoned silence and time stands still
Those soft babbles remind so lets drink some wine - wet lips
You turn; she sits beside you, soft and curved - dancing eyes
Two souls sharing time, and above you view a strangler vine
A living tree grows on another tree, a host to destiny as it clings so tight
Once a seed, and now in its greed, almost a tree in its own right
Nature bared, and yet you dare to stop and stare - lover’s care
Australian birds do not disturb, unless you count the ole’ whip bird
Like an awakening to be heard down that steep rocky ravine - sight unseen
The day is done and souls are full - content like mountain steam babble
Seggie. Lovely, Riddle. Thanks.