Your life
My air
Your skin
My heart
Die be it not death
Survive irony and surface this black water
I need your soul
Consume my iceblood
Bridge the stitches let us be one
For crevices sink deep
Residue stained and forever
Climb this waterfall
My drunken state
Your mellow smile
My angry high
Your fortunate escape
Skimmed.
Awwwwwwwwww Diana this is SOOOOOOO sweet! I absolutely LOVE how you worded it....very metaphorical(or whatever the word is, you know what I mean). And Yah I'm glad he's okay too,for your sake and his. An awesome write!!
Love ya
-missa