Ouroboros

Rivers and streams
Like the nature
Love flows from a high point of intrigue
To the end of a lover
Emptying salt onto the earth
But not before shaping the surface
Leaving permanent perfect placement
Of what is, was and is to come again
Making paths for new journeys
The richest deposits in the delta of our experience
Spontaneous occurrence
Seductive skin
Parabolas of life and light
Flicker in black and white
From elevated locations
The pursuit flows downward
To extinguish and evaporate like the wind
That carried you in.