Trying To Float To New Waters

until we get to the place where we can converse, there will be nothing plush in the sky there is so much dried blood in the esophagus of our conversations right now, how can we even come close to compromising there is a poison allowed in the air for the entry of the devil we so not even share what's right there strengthening our strength forget about words and let's exchange them for heartless cold shoulders the things we do in heartbreak's quakes will be the same things we do when we contradict in continuum we must relearn the basic rudiments of spinning the globe together that way, we can prevent ourselves from the obvious string of wreckless wrecks i am willing to paddle boat with you in New Waters of Crystal Clear Blue, however right now as i think you i gleefully relish the thought of swimming with you....as well as in you