By scqueen
Date: 23 November 2000
river of sweet dreams
patience is a virtue
spitefully absent from
my genetic composition,
channeling pent-up emotions
to commandeer the
very existence of my being,
floating on your honey-tongued confessions
i am ready to dive in
and swim infinitely -
still, you throw me water wings
in the next glance that you cast
to save me from
drowning
as you repress a smile
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