You remind me of water,
precious and available, yet rarely free.
I try to only drown my soul
on the weekends and evenings. Taking
paths that lead to you. Please don’t mind,
we’ll find our way by and by.
It’s better than anything you could buy.
Without thinking flows continue like water
falling down the disappointment of our nevermind.
Thrilled to be liberated but it’s a lonely free.
Nothing left to give only taking
we sat in our shame soullessly.
Superbly seasoned soul
food couldn’t keep out the taste of a good bye.
Waiting for the right moment to take
a cheap shot so you’ll stay and water
the flowers we planted for free
in the perpetual thoughts of you in my mind.
I tried to maintain and keep in mind
that you’ve gotta grow too. Such a stirred soul.
Just like me. Yearning to be freed,
grateful for a good time even if you buy
it from sources unworthy of your watering.
Weeds, remain patient with people only here to take.
I don’t know how much more I can take.
Dreaming of you is peace of mind
until I can’t breathe; water
boarded by my solitary reality. Still a soul
survivor willing to spend my last to buy
you a hint or a clue towards our freedom.
More and more in love with how free
doom looks on you. You wear it well and take
all the time you need to say bye
to things and people we won’t ever mind
as we grow as two souls
into one as fluid as the water.
I feel free trapped in our mastermind.
If you must take, replace with peace and soul.
Looking for me? I’ll be by the water.
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