I led him to my water
To drink
And my stream dried up.
And he had no water
To fill his cup.
I promised him my valleys
That he can not cross
It is not the distance
Between us I feel loss.
But the time it takes to
Touch me in between
The words you write
And the realness of my dreams
That I try to alter
Sacrifice to live
And every breath inside me
Wants to give
You water.
Quench the thirst
That you desire
And give you life
That lights the fire
That will burn into
Where I’ll lead you to my
Stream and hope there’s water.

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