they are always there,
just need to stop,
pan for them,
slow down, inspect them,
Perhaps you too are a gulper?
Show me, show us…how to sip more.
I simply must let you show me,
Ask even, cause, I don’t actually know how?
Please… imbibe without me,
for me it’s quite a different thing,
the feel, the touch, the swirl, the flicker,
it’s always there,
flipped in the up position,
But, if I observe from a quiet corner,
honor truth, I am not you, nor will I ever be
but good will come of me.
I just do more, when I do more.