the second day

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in the night

her colours

come back to me


in her eyes

I am floating


I see the blue


the water pours into my heart

the waves push through my ribs


I wake up


I know now

what is coming


I walk the halls

until I find her

in the crowd


before I think anymore

I am walking to do it


I tap her shoulder


she turns

and I almost melt

and I almost break


but somehow

I get the words out


then she looks into my eyes


I am swimming

I am alone under the sun

the tide is washing me in


then the words leave her mouth


and like that

she is talking to me

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