Somewhere Within Reach
Sinking
in a liquid penance.
Answers floating
all around but never the One
that’s more
than just
enough.
Never the one that enlightens
and lifts
Frantic. Suffocating.
Knowing the answer is
there but
unable to find
it.
There is no peace, only sinking
heavy, lack of
air, black
then,
a whisper
of fingers on neck
lips
face.
Stronger now. Persuasion.
and just before
the surface
br e a ks
eyes meet
and the answers don’t
matter
any more.
only the
Floating
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