Stroke after stroke


Category: Art - soul and mind 404
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Sifting through the see, 
Attempting to learn how to swim
My head's under water but I'm breathing fine. 
Take me out of my mind
I want to reach your abyss
Yet afraid of the darkness I may travel in

Our attraction is like an ancient city lost under sea
Shall we rise again?
Reveal best kept secret to all life's mysteries?

Searching... hunting... looking for valuables like crusaders thirsty for riches.
They old say, "Everything that glitters ain' gold." 
However I'm sold... on this one piece sunken down into your abyss
The heart that aimed and missed 
Can the passion within you be resurrected?
Even though it was intersected
Could you trust again?
Let's go with the wind 
Even if we never make it to shore
Stroke after stroke I know I'm yours

πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦

Black Love | Black girl art, Black women art, Black love art
Credits to Tee Chan
I think you remember how high you'd get 
Where the vapors suspend the unfavorable realities of the situation
Though the dive had not taken place
2 deep sea divers have been elected to put their hearts at stake
Yet, to go deeper, one must release his/her safety equipment
For it can cause the trip to become more hazardous as it's attempted
To mock the expression of Frank Ocean, "I know pyrite from 24 karats... I know when it's reeeeaal.."
You have been treasure ever since the day I found you. 
My heart's been tryna to yell out to me the "Take the deal!"
Even if we never make it to shore
Stroke after stroke I know I'm yours

I'm sold... on this one piece sunken down into your abyss
I just wonder if our oxygen tanks can handle the pressure of passion that could be placed into this

                                          πŸ‘„ πŸ‘„ πŸ‘„ πŸ‘„ πŸ‘„ πŸ‘„πŸ‘„πŸ‘„

Beginning to become a furnace of burning coal
Make shift
Our attraction is just a diamond in the rough
The fire we make can only crystallize it.
Pin en Boda
Credits to Paula Mariah
Even if we never make it to shore
Stroke after stroke I know I'm yours

I long for you daily. 
The sail of our minds are in sync.
There's nothing deceptive about me.
Are you content with more transparency?
I swim your eyes, curious of what to find in your see.
Do I penetrate your heart the way you penetrate me?
Stroke after stroke  
Even if we never make it to shore
Stroke after stroke I know I'm yours



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