Angel

The tide of my mind flows in and out,

breathing out then in,

Dryness in my mouth

There's ripples in my heart and bubbles in my belly

I thought I was drowning, but

I'm sorry dear earth,

I must have drank the ocean

My hands reach out like branches to you,

dead parts of my past

fall off me like an autumn day

you've built your nest upon me and I hear your song

I thought I was falling, but

I'm sorry dear earth,

I must have ate a tree

I hit rock bottom at the base of an obstacle

I started the climb,

You latched your rope to mine

Pulled when I was slipping and relaxed my heavy breaths

I thought I wasn't budging, but

I'm sorry dear earth,

I must have stole a mountain

But I am no robber.

Then is this what it is to feel love?

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