Hours and hours,

two pools of green filled my sleep.

And I was falling,

falling fast and deep.

Made my knees weak;

legs jerking in fear— such abruptness.

Steady breaths, oh yes, I could breathe.

Yet I drowned, gasping in need.

A beautiful moment; a frightful experience.

As sudden and as slow as my chest's rise and fall.

It was you.

Every night, it was you.

A wish, and a distant fear;

my dream, my nightmare.

I woke up, and you weren't there.

'Desperately gasping for air,

for I drown in your pools of green still.

I woke up, and you weren't there...

But every morning, I hoped you were.

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