She s got a great body (of water) On the cold black plateau of volcanoes and cinder a small claim of springtime where else it is winter A hidden green valley a living ravine conceals itself here unknown and unseen And erupts here a spring of such water so clear that my image is perfect when its depths I peer The burbling noise of this babbling stream replaces my thoughts with a crystalline dream While thanking the gods for this unbidden gift I hurl myself nude into current so swift I am carried away but refreshed just the same I bob up and bob down in this turbulent game While the eddies they twirl me and spin me around My ears overflow with the nostalgic sound I play in her waters as she plays with me We gambol and frolic with aquiline glee At long last I lie spent on an outcropping shelf And I look down below seeing bits of myself Lit by Cthulu Mist Ansified by Mage Int