Thirsty

Thirsty

I was thirsty, now I'm not.

Rivers flow or so I thought,

in my mind, such a crime, 

anytime, so divine.

Droplets pour into my brain, 

I'm not the same, I am insane.

Let it rain or so it may 

I don't care, it's just the same.

And if it's blue or the transparent,

as it is still or out of heaven 

fall on to me, my dear Dionysus 

for I fear not, I drink malicious

Cause you have turned my initial thirst 

into this pleasure and I have burst.