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Fifty Degrees Below You
I woke just before I got to touch you in that cloudy heaven.
In that mist of beauty, I counted the seconds down.
After it all went, I laid there in bed trying to sustain the feeling and dream,
But as I sank deeply into one , the other faded to this quiet sound.
I walked outside barefooted with a T-shirt and jeans.
I made my way to the pond just outside of my home.
It was fifty degrees out as I slowly walked into the stagnate water.
I stopped once it reached my waist and my thoughts started to roam.
Never did I want to feel more than now.
Regardless of the impulse into what I have must felt.
My subconscious couldn’t rid you of me,
So even in that freezing water, it was you in which I dwelt.
I tighten the squeeze of my eye lids as I was fighting to remember you vividly.
Then I fell back to my hands, where only my head emerged from the pond.
My mouth forced open like I had felt the pain from receiving a blow to the stomach.
The sight of my breath was seen , along with those memories which were so fond…
After a while I just stayed there.
My breathing started to slow as I started to fall asleep back into that dream,
But just before I said my last farewell my new love came to rescue me.
She started to pull me out, but I left my weight dead just like I wanted to be.
She struggled to save me,
Because all I did was keep my eyes closed tightly shut, so I could see you.
You started to fade away again just like that beautiful dream.
Though you still live my desire for you is like a sign of grieve.
I keeping thinking “I just want you”, as I laid on the ground sopping wet.
The woman that pulled me out kept yelling, but her words just sounded like white noise…
I stared at the sky as the sun began to pull through the clouds.
I just lied there thinking if you have forgotten me, or If I have forgotten me.
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