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You can inundate me

with your love,

even if I don’t want to swim.

I will keep a life jacket 

strapped tight,

because I might, 

just might,

see you smile

before I drown.

Even as I go under,

I will be alive in your memory,

deep down.

As my body sinks,

I become brighter there,

like a jellyfish,

like shells whispering to sand.

If your love carries me

to the depth of your heart,

I want to anchor there.

I will pay rent

in tides of good feeling.

The day my currency weakens,

I will rise

to the surface,

plucked from your pulse.

I will bloom in the dark,

when you are not looking,

my fragrance drifting

through currents,

invisible, untouchable,

alive.