Watery doom

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Drag me under with your pretty words
Crashing, pouring into my ears.
Sweeter than honey they caress my drowning form.
They circle and swirl, giving me your sweet breath.
Dragging me into your powerful, receding tides.
Further into the deeps of your watery grasp.
Further into the darkest of waters,
suffocating my coherent thoughts.
Your eyes lull me deeper into your depths, washing away a worry with the blink of an eye.
With one last taste of your salty lips, you swim away; leaving me entangled, drowning in the depths of your darkness.

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