what need have I
for touch of yours
when ‘cross my skin
this water pours
absorbed in icy creek
or embraced by steamy tub
I don’t miss your hands
when sultry bubbles rub
breezy leaves float gently down
to lucious forest floor below
to the music of nature, sensuous sound
I meditate and let my wisdom grow
Music: “Drippin” by SaQi, WORTH, & The Human Experience
Video & Editing: K. Samways
The Halfwit Writer 