You Flood My Soul

You flood my soul.

I am sitting here, late at night, surrounded by the darkness, disturbed by the quiet

Thinking of you. Wondering the why and how of this place, this space, we exist.

My mind is twirling, filling up, overflowing, banks of rivers, rivers of tears.

You flood my soul and take my waters past the barriers

I am kneeling here, midnight of midnights, moonlight breaking through, quieted by the quiet

Thinking of you. Knowing how and knowing why, into this place, existing together, space.

My mind is swirling, pouring out, exploding, oceans beyond, oceans of fears.

You flood my soul and take my waters past the barriers and through the seas

And my spirit is, is, is

and the waters are flowing

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