Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Mixed

I like just sitting next to you
Watching what you do and thinking
That falling isn't what I do
For you - instead it's more like sinking
Slowly down forever. Falls
Finish when they hit the ground
Like an aircraft when it stalls
Or was hit and now is downed;
Sinking can go on forever
Through the medium surrounding
Touch bottom simply never
Never breaking, never grounding
And our love is viscous, so
I will sink and it will grow.

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