water

Is it love between us 

or just water?

Water all around, 

grey and dark, and wet, and cold

Is it love between us 

or just water?

Circles that we make in mind,

dripping, dropping sounds

lines that go for ever

in nowhere

Is it love between us

or just dancing mirrors?

Is it your reflection

in these shadows?

Or is my projection,

on the trembling faces –

circles of thoughts,

circles of feelings,

some memories, 

some hope and dreams...

Is it love at all or water all?

Dark or dawn or it is daylight?

I see you, but I hear dripping drops inside

in my heart,

and in my mind.