Eve's Apple

Water can carve its way even through stone, and when trapped water makes a new path. I am like water."The street about me roared with a deafening sound. Tall, slender, in heavy mourning, majestic grief, A woman passed, with a glittering hand Raising, swinging the hem and flounces of her skirt;Agile and graceful, her leg was like a statue's. Tense as in a delirium, I drank From her eyes, pale sky where tempests germinate, The sweetness that enthralls and the pleasure that kills.A lightning flash... then night! Fleeting beauty By whose glance I was suddenly reborn, Will I see you no more before eternity?Elsewhere, far, far from here! too late! never perhaps! For I know not where you fled, you know not where I go, O you whom I would have loved, O you who knew it!I'm an artist. I create my and your life.I live in owe, overwhelmed by this world.So just let me be..nothing can stop me from running faster than everyone else.And anyway..Would Perfect be perfect if it lacked imperfection?