As I stand, rooted to the floor
I feel great oceans of water
begin to rise up in me.
It rushes forth as I see your form
slowly drifting away
into the darkness.
It's short but sweet Since I am no expert at poetry, I have nothing constructive to say... But I really liked this line:
It rushes forth as I see your form
For some reason, it reminds me of a small, silver waterfall. And I like the way it sounds.
Congrats and good job,
Ayra