A clumsy leap of faith
I take
Diving deep into your retinas
Do you know about being soaked?
Wet clothes clinging to your skin, baring everything you've been trying to hide
Do you know how blurred everything is underneath the water
Also, how weightless
Your face
Shines bright amid the floating rays of your hair
Words turn into pearls here
They are all that pearls have ever been
And nothing more
Glowing uselessly
Do you know on the bottom of this pond
There is a chest that has never been opened?
About the Creator
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