He is the sea,
I am the sky.
I cannot sink into him.
My attempts to lift him
Only result in storms.
I will not sink.
He will not rise.
For us to be together is futile.
Yet we both hold this longing
As any gazer longs for that spot
Where the sea meets the sky.
I am the sky.
I cannot sink into him.
My attempts to lift him
Only result in storms.
I will not sink.
He will not rise.
For us to be together is futile.
Yet we both hold this longing
As any gazer longs for that spot
Where the sea meets the sky.
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