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
