You wake up
on the bottom
of the ocean floor,
still thirsty.
I let my love
pour over you,
smother you to
the surface;
tell you to feel
blessed
so far away from
smoke
and spirits.

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You wake up
on the bottom
of the ocean floor,
still thirsty.
I let my love
pour over you,
smother you to
the surface;
tell you to feel
blessed
so far away from
smoke
and spirits.