a sliding drop

on the black chassis, I see the shiny sliding drop, 

on the grass head, it seems to be a sliding drop;

on my canvas wall glass, drifts on a sliding drop,

on my coat shoulder, scurries on a sliding drop.

a cold faucet lets escape quietly, a sliding drop,

a forest rain, signs on leaves with a sliding drop;

a lake breeze,  leaves the air with a sliding drop,

a drizzle left my palms, ground for a sliding drop.

the time star on my brow, gave me a sliding drop;

an oasis brought sand, a feeling of a sliding drop,

the cactus and a moss, boasted of a sliding drop,

a parched breath got company of a sliding drop.

on the canvas,  the hands twitched a sliding drop

glided beautifully on her cheeks, a sliding drop, 

hit my outstretched hands, mind, a sliding drop

those moments got on the eyes, a sliding drop;

leaving the hand in the abyss, falls a sliding drop,

fears and nightmares chase me as a sliding drop.

in a far away land now, originates a sliding drop,

in a far away mind now, sparks on a sliding drop;

few die and few cling on, story of a sliding drop,

all joy and all life and all thought is a sliding drop.