Running water

You said to me this morning,
Too bad, Babe,
We are out of running water today.

To which I said,

That’s alright.
It needs a break too, don’t you think?

Sprinting all the time can be tiring.

Or does water, marathon?

You looked at me in disbelief

But smiled.

I said,

Remember, even tears are made of running water.

There was quiet in the room.

Outside,

we heard,

The exhalation of pansies.