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Swimming

Driving down the highway, There are a few more exits Until I’m home But without realizing it I end up At the door to my real one. I memorize his face Watching the happiness in his eyes I start to swim freely and unafraid In an ocean blue, I’ve always had a phobia of swimming In waters like the ocean But not in his. My frail body wrapped in him Like we’re a present That’s just for me. It’s like Christmas morning That feeling you only get once a year But I get to feel it Every day. I never thought That two twisted minds Could entangle So well together That two complete strangers Could suddenly submerge into one And I never thought I could finally admit That I deserve this.
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May 4, 2014
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