Ink & Water

My two loves

H20 a purified thirst that quenches us. As I say ever so good in the throat down the center.
Aliquid of disappointment that hurts some children who look to play on those days when all they can do is watch it fall from the sky.
Unless it conducts fun on those cold days of winter.
An element... that a hand full of years ago caused a major disaster, yet is used to baptize. Clean our souls and sins by a pastor.
For others in swimming it takes their whole life to master.
People I think take water for granted. Water can be a friend, or as time has shown a enemy.
Though my question 
What if?
You may say why ask?
Cause I know reality, but sometimes we look at things differently.
I mean I did have that drug and I got high.
I can't help if my mins has these thoughts that are sent to me.
Think of tools..
Hosepipes, showers, bathtubs, and sinks.
In my world what if all of that was replaced by ink?
What if black ink was for darker clouds?
Blue ink to water plants and trees.
What if as an old friend said how would it be ...
If you treaded in a writers paper arches and swim in our ink seas?
What if we had to drink ink instead of water as one of our daily needs?
What if it rained ink? 
Had a major threat where everyone had to as they say nip it and bud it.
The tress and ground would have an emergency cause with all the ink I would keep them flooded.
Now think if we had to write in water?
Would it matter?
If we had to wash dishes in ink would you still eat of a platter?
What do you think?
I know reality, but in my imagination and fantasy I perfer ink....

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