Lovely abstraction,
I try to find you in the waves but
You were drowned long ago.
I can still feel you struggling for air,
Can still feel the panic in your pulse.
Was it I who held you under?
Unreliable memories make the search
Turn up confused and incomplete.
I force myself to believe that you're still out there
Waiting to be found.
Waiting for me to uncover you
Dig you out of the 'X' over my world's eyes.
But the sand floods back in
The quicker, the more fervent I try.
But I guess it's about destiny.
Destiny versus choice.
To behold the unfolding or
To chart out my own way under the stars.
Like that night we walked on the sky
And looked above us only to find earth.
Do I choose what will keep me grounded?
Or cut my strings and depart
To her deepest regions,
The heart of the world,
Where my love is ensared
Behind self-built bars
Waiting for me to say the words.
But what were they?
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