Stalagmite

You fascinate.

I vacillate.

Forever fixed

On the spiralling

Commotion.

A lesson in love.

Unwavering. 

Yet caving in.

Cracks appearing,

In the stalagmite

Covering

Of my heart.

Ruminated light,

Bursting

From a renewed

Understanding.

A clarity.

Reflected back.

S. Camplin