your intention was not to hurt me
I am now sure of that
impetus decline was already steep
before you caught on
over the rim beneath the waterline, I fell
while once -still sure- on shore we sat
wrapped now in your soothing arms
your lips whisper a mantra in rhyme
take my breath away
and fill me up with light
… but I can never find myself
when I find myself
in darkness
adjusting to drowning
and I wake up
in the middle of the night
..
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