Like water.
Lost in my troubles
for he is an ocean, I dare not swim
Every thought, of he
I tremble within
Could love come and save me from the waves
He is the rushing, blue
My soul, it craves
If to swim, or drown in sorrow
Should I love him, still
The morrow
Like water covered
My heart is yet
Dry untouched, though
Longing wet.
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