waterlily

flash and then it's out
that thing i dreamed about, that
once disarming glow

that burned as much as
shined, too nebulous to know.
out. but i'm not cold

tidal

a while since i learned
that stagnant water chokes; i
like your ebb and flow

Bearded hitchhiker

You're learning, you say?
Doesn't matter, stay away–
knowing need not learn.