a waterfall of thoughts
aching to devour glimmering
shades of you, a moving
spectacle that seek to
count itself less than how i see it
or how it should be taken -
slowly, painfully, gracefully
until i drown and lose all
i understand of breathing,
until my body trembles at
the idea of resurrections -
for i only truly have been
alive when i plunged into
the abyss and depths of you.
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