Come walk by the river, my darling, my dear,

The reeds hum a hymn only dreamers can hear.

The moon on her mirror is brushing your face,

The ripples remember; they whisper your name.

Don’t be afraid of the watery sigh,

The pull in your chest when the tide passes by.

Come meet me in the depths, love, where sunlight cannot reach,

Where silence thrums its prayer, and hearts forget to beat.

The water knows our secret; She keeps what she collects,

So when you feel the river’s call… I’ll meet you in the depths.

There’s gold in the gravel and pearls in the silt,

There’s mercy and madness in what wasn’t built.

I’ve danced with the daughters of foam and of rain,

They begged me to bring you; they cried out your name.

So loosen your longing, and give it to the stream,

Let go of your footing, and follow your dream.

Come meet me in the depths, love, where sunlight cannot reach,

Where silence thrums its prayer, and hearts forget to beat.

The water keeps her promise; She drowns and resurrects,

So when you feel the river’s call… I’ll meet you in the depths.

The current will cradle, the undertow cling,

The shells will be crowns, and the shimmer your ring.

The kelp will entwine us in emerald sleep,

And down where worry ends, our vow shall keep.

Come meet me in the depths, love, where sorrow softly weeps,

Where truth is born of pressure, and time forever sleeps.

I'll let you borrow my breath, just let your heartbeat rest,

For when you hear the river’s song… I’ll meet you in the depths.

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