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Feb 2015
nothing is real but one.
one life, one boy.
he is
reflection;
sun bounding from the waves because with
out him I am
colorless.
he is
the moon,
amplified.
sending tsunamis through my blood and
music through my bones
he is
the sole purpose for my survival
he is
the classic euphoria.
shoving such meaning down my throat.
in permanent refuge,
I swim to his boat but
he does not lift me up.
he jumps,
and together we swim
to shore.
penniless,
together,
love.
tell him you love him
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