Whirlpool

Not sure why sometimes the soul speaks
Like a tempest to the seas. A drop of water in a vacuum tunnel; turning fast into massive whirlpool
The size of a universe. That’s how I feel
Falling in it with you. Feeling the shrill
With the brain numbed
Our eyes dilated and the mouth open, unable to scream
The tide is way too loud
The feeling is way too high
Not sure if it’s the tunnel or if it’s just being with you

 

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