Density Release (My Water Hole)

It expands, the cloud above.
He who listens near.
Such a thirsty sky.
In love
To whom kneels, lays beside me,
Can I stir in anymore expansion?

Thank you sun for making me!
Blow my body around!
I forgive all people for what’s to be!
Where shall I go?
Big, Columbus like,
In a declining state.
No forest will do me good,

She must be willing.
My blessed water hole.

I can’t handle this!
This expansion grows tense,
Sucking,
An endless supply,
Still I keep flashing!

My crushing signals are close, and long.
The most important decision
To a dense floating cloud.
Who will listen? Who will listen?