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The rush of water,
swelling and overwhelming,
over and under and through;
The rush of the tide of emotions
over me and you.
The water tumbles and falls,
falling in waves as it breaks above us.
Emotions lapping on the shore,
breaking all around us.
The waters are where we met,
breaking and lapping,
as strong and sure as we once were,
stronger and surer than we ever were.
They threaten to drag us under.
The waters, the emotions.
The swallowing rush that overwhelms us,
pulling us further than we thought we could go.
The depths are the fathoms of
darkness below, the fathoms
within. They pull at our weight.
pull at our heartstrings,
chests heaving with thick breaths,
stolen and swallowing.
Pull me under with you, with each breath we share.
Gravity cannot control the rush,
the pull, the force of attraction;
the magnetic force.
The full force tsunami
that rolls at an unstoppable rate and carries us up with it.
The water fills my lungs, my mind,
my heart. It fills me up to the point where I can’t
breathe, can’t think without
the rush of the water. It messes with my brain,
takes over the beat of my heart.
It is in my mind.
The waters are where we meet.
They are where we are first joined in mind.
They threaten us; the swell of the tide
crashes into us so suddenly
and we are only mortals,
despite everything, we are only human,
and we cannot stop the tide from breaking.