YOU ARE READING Her Romance Short poem Water 9 2 0 by chrisfo by chrisfo Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story water. that was the final element when it came to her. she glittered like the seas, her favorite natural form of identity. she was calm and restless like the ocean. like after a stormy night when the sun came up.