Alive
I can feel the vibration of your sweet, melodic voice
It rings through my body and reverberates through my fingertips
The vibration shatters glass like a rubber bullet pinpointing the exact fracture that would cause the biggest crack
And your voice only cracks after shouting declarations of love
Love that is boundless
Flowing through the ocean
Strong enough to resist the undertow
And on a quiet night when the only sound is silence
I can hear you singing to me
I listen to you harmonize with the world
The only light comes from the reflection of the moon over the dark water
And when the sand crunches beneath my feet
I look up
I see the way your eyes sting with sadness
And I know that I’m alive
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