Lowlands that stay flat

Lowlands that stay flat and go nowhere
Fields of yellow grain that flood with shallow, sparkling waters
Feelings that linger, barely touching
Dreams, like transparent images
Inconceivable echos surround
And I just cannot
Seem to exist in your world

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The only way to exist

She can only be so open with someone who loves her so
So when he feeds her this love, she loves in return
Giving back each ounce of it, giving more than what she can give
To keep him alive and breathing;
knowing that she is his sole purpose
his newfound religion, his reason, his addiction
And to touch her, taste her is not a mere wish
It’s a dire need
And the only way to exist