The Sponge and Water

A fast-forwarded first love.. Do enjoy :)

I’m a sponge
That can’t hold much water.
I’ll get drown in it
Should I absorb all at one go.

Its overflowing; the water
So heavy that I sink into the bowl.
Looked up and saw what was coming-
Yes, more water to go.

There, the water keeps coming
Keeping me moist and fuzzy.
Knowing that the flow is too fast for me to absorb
I prayed for the tap to slow down much more.

Don’t be mistaken;
I’m made to hold in water.
For it’s the water that keep me going
And the reason that I’m not parched.

As the clock ticked off endlessly
I began to understand one thing:
The sponge is made for the water
Its just that reality has yet to sink in.

Please give me some time
Let’s take things slowly.
We shall turn down the gushing tap
While the sponge takes in water steadily.

And there I lay on the bowl
Looking up at the water flow.
Glad that its there to support my existence
Touched by the warmth and it made me glow.

Today,
I’m a smiley-faced sponge.