I try to write a glass of water
but end up thinking that if
I were drowning, the one
to dive in and rescue me
could only be you
I try to write the sun,
like a tanner, beating down
on my nakedness, but before
my skin embraces cancer,
you cover me with shade,
sooth my silt
Bonaventure Saptel
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC
I try to write a glass of water
but end up thinking that if
I were drowning, the one
to dive in and rescue me
could only be you
I try to write the sun,
like a tanner, beating down
on my nakedness, but before
my skin embraces cancer,
you cover me with shade,
sooth my silt
Bonaventure Saptel
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