In the depths of a pool
of blue, oh so blue
water I seek her.
I seek her with eyes that
have never even seen
a single rising of
the sun.
I seek her with ears that
have never even
heard the beating
of a heart.
I seek her with fingers
that long to feel the
passion of life.
I seek her with a tongue
that has never sipped
the sweet vintage
of youth.
I seek her to know her.
I seek her to love her.
I seek her.
Feb 1, 2010
Feb 1, 2010 at 3:06 AM UTC
In the depths of a pool
of blue, oh so blue
water I seek her.
I seek her with eyes that
have never even seen
a single rising of
the sun.
I seek her with ears that
have never even
heard the beating
of a heart.
I seek her with fingers
that long to feel the
passion of life.
I seek her with a tongue
that has never sipped
the sweet vintage
of youth.
I seek her to know her.
I seek her to love her.
I seek her.
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