Finding A Waterfall

After reading a scathing post about poetry without rhyme, I decided to give it a try.

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Water runs over the jagged rocks
Forming a raggedy waterfall

I tear off my offending frock
Following the crystal call

Sparkling water cascades over my hot skin
I gasp with invigorating shock

The silver shine of frolicking fish
Follow the flow through dotted rocks

As the sunlight refract through the mist
A rainbow paints itself on my face

I close my eyes in divine bliss
May time pause in this heavenly place