past the bubbles
amongst the blue
i instantly recognize
with excitement the you
the sounds you make
reach me in a watery echo state
from which i am sure i hear
your love declared loud and clear
we sinchonize and seemingly stabilize
as we sometimes splutter and forget to swim
and i find as the years go by
our faces break often through the salty tear surface waves
the water then finally stills and in the deep of the blue
i resign and no longer seek the you
and then out of the blue
i spot a single little water tree,
it's branches dripping with the purest form of free watery hope
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