Your hand Stifles my moan
The words I would speak
My body’s song
Now I am lying in wait
For your return
My face to the sky
Absorbing its downpour
The dust is settling
Or is it pieces of me, of you?
That I feel…
Crashing down
Like those waves
Pretending we are the mavericks
Pretending that we are the swell
I’m your wave crashing upon your shore.
I am the love you’ll need for no more.
I am the memories of past and yet to come.
We are not two but conjoined as one.
We will not scatter into the wind.
For we are bound held from within.
I cannot wait to feel the breeze in our hair.
Mavericks together forever we dare.
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