Our feelings are
cyclical
They swim upstream
pumping blood
into our arms
and our hearts
You can say their names out loud
I promise I won’t laugh
We were both born
sacred and scared
Afraid to step into the sun
and learn to walk on land
Our emotions
evaporate
when we want to not worry
They form clouds
in our chests
next to where we keep
our secrets
They pour down
to form Rivers
Lakes
Puddles
where we can swim
Circling around each other
Just like you always imagined
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