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Another pantoum…
On the Brink
I hear, wild river, your sweet green siren song
As I stand beside you on a sultry day.
Though it isn’t safe, your current much too strong,
I long to let you carry me away.
As I stand beside you on a sultry day,
Collector of rains, deliverer to oceans,
I long to let you carry me away.
I must resist these dangerous notions.
Collector of rains, deliverer to oceans,
I want to drink you in through every pore;
I must resist these dangerous notions.
But then—I wonder what my life is for.
I want to drink you in through every pore;
To hell with caution! I’ll hold back no more—
But then—I wonder what my life is for…
A moment’s thrill within the rapids’ roar?
To hell with caution! I’ll hold back no more—
Though it isn’t safe, your current much too strong.
A moment’s thrill within the rapids’ roar?
I hear, wild river, your sweet green siren song.
