someone sent another half of me,
floated on a liferaft across the sea,
this is you,
take make me in to you,
please stay beside me.
i unwrapped my gift and found out it was you,
sent to play across the sea,
this is you,
sleep stay beside me.
i can make my own way anytime,
but Id much rather make my way, yours and mine.
and a little turnaround,
plants me in the ground,
and it seems unsure what ive found here,
its some kind of reality teasing me.
i cant seem to feel so clean.