precipitous

The pressure is low
Like my spirits and hope
The clouds cover my eyes
Between flashes of yours
There’s sun in your smile
And warmth in your touch
If only your presence
Would drain the sea
And evaporate me
Into your absolute being
I’d happily be the rain
That you dance on top of
Cleansing your loneliness
Before I soak back
In to the emerald deep
Waiting for your heart
To fill with me once more

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