May each word that slips through
My hungering lips
Fall like droplets of love, onto yours

As it builds up inside, this storm that I carry
Do not fight my wind, I invite you
To chase it instead

May the pools Iíve delivered, turn to rivers that run
Transcending this wall between
Connecting two streams, where weíll meet

And may you see, that the depths of my heart
Is an ocean increasing
Do not sail it, go swimming
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