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Reservoir








Reservoir





I wake up, and then reach/
Across my bedsheets/
My arm feels heavy/
As it crashes empty/
My head thinks/
Something's wrong, I'm upset, blink-/
Ing back distressing/
Feelings pulling me to the end, sleep/
Then leaves/
And I'm wrestling/
With another morning without the best thing/
In my life, best friend, re-/
Newal of soul, with trembling/
Lonely lips/
I blow a kiss/
To the ghost that lives/
In my heart, set free/
From all but our happy ending/
Floating swift/
On a moaning wind/
Made of tears and clothed in missed/
Days in paradise, cozy, vict-/
Orian and pouring mixed/
Drinks as boats and ships/
Rode the drift-/
Ing currents, a potent sim-/
Ilarity to us/
It was rare of me to fuss/
Over one girl, I went from carrying the brunt/
Of the world on my shoulders, a pair of evil stumps/
To cherishing the love/
You gave me, the clarity and trust/
Was barely even a/
Concept, a fairy tale with dust/
That choked the air I breathed and sucked/
In, you were my therapist and lugged/
Me back by caring deeply from/
Your heart, that reservoir/
Became my desert star/
I was never far/
From omniscient God/
Because you kept me on/
The path I was meant to walk/
Petty squab-/
Bles were immensely awf-/
Ul but we'd fend them off with/
A love that definitely ours/
A penny bought/
Every thought/
I needed tensely gone/
From my chest, now I'm ascending all/
The way to the impending top/
Of this mountain, letting karm-/
A finally take/
Those mighty reins/
As we venture off in-/
To a new adventure/
No need to grab treasures/
Because we have better/
In our hands when we grab sweaty/
Palms that have been a-/
Waiting the return of their partner since they last met and/
Had every/
Reason to be sad, rendered/
Beaten by the vast stretch of/
Water that now kept them/
Apart, but fuck that ledger/
I craft letters/
And crack endless/
Jokes and renounce letting/
Myself get down, threatened/
Or mad ever/
Because your face leaves me damn breathless/
I'm accentu-/
Ating all the fire, light the match, let's just/
Let the time pass, presents/
Are a heart react, sessions/
Talking with voices loud, telling/
Stories and aghast, fending/
Off shit talk until at last, penance/
Is reached when we finally have presence/
Physically again, wear those necklaces, proud pendants/
It won't be long until your hand's held in/
Mine again/
With no time limit/
No amount stressing/
Us out, leverage/
Is ours, so let's dive and swim/
Towards divine ignit-/
Ion of our lives and live/
Them like we were dying with/
A final wish/

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