Two-hundred and Twenty-five: Oh Lover, Catch Me

Oh lover, don’t you know my smile swells with the full moon?
If you should be so lucky, lucky, lucky to be there when I feel
like a shooting star, catch me. Catch me when I open a  little
window of courage  and I am willing to fall. Oh lover, don’t
you know that my eyes are like the ocean? If you should be so
lucky, lucky, lucky to be the thunder that lights me up, or to be
given enough air to breathe deep inside me… if I want to drown
with you, lover, then catch me. Because I never learnt how to swim,
but I am getting bored of being on this boat. And sunburnt too.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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