Drowning

by Braelyn Beaumont   Jul 14, 2007


Into this dark abyss
i fall
awaiting the influx
of the soul
that is yours
breathing in
the compassion
of your aura
inhaling your laughter
gasping for
the words
i think
you should say
descending into
your intangible arms
inebriated
by your touch
that is obscured
by existence.

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