When we first met,
that I was drowning in the ocean.
You swam out to save me.
I didn't want you to come.
If you look into these hazel eyes
that something has changed inside.
My gaze remains unmoving,
even when my lips begin to tremble.
Do I deserve? Deserve these feelings?
Complete freedom? Empty body?
Empty body like water, or air.
Flow, flow into me.
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