drought

like a forgotten river
i am slowly
drying out
each dry earth
cracking up like open mouths
waiting for raindrops
to fill it up
again
i once
soaked
with love of water
so clear
like tiny hands
each droplet trickling down
my skin
caressing me
each with a promise
of forever
but now
the trickling
of water has waned
until one day no more
came to visit.