i want to keep your pretty eyes in my pocket
on the inside of my jacket, close to my chest.
at night, i'll put them on the pillow next to me
so you can watch me twist and turn,
watch me grab at seams and scratch at bones.
and i'm sure these dreams will be mine:
swimming in the deep blue of your eyes,
feeling this ocean run between my fingers,
feet fumbling to feel some solid ground,
because water makes me weightless and you lift me with your words.
we all struggle sometimes, but i know we won't give up.
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