i’m disconnected from the depth

just floating above ourselves

i only float

but your heart is

your heart is in your throat

anything can become a reason

but anything

i look at you with no purpose

my gaze is the breeze of nothing

it's blue like the depth of the surface

but your heart is in your throat

is in your throat

i’m disconnected from the depth

just floating above myself

i only float

but my heart is

my heart is in my throat

anything can become a reason

but anything

you touch my thigh with a purpose

your touch is the breeze of nothing

i'm blue like the depth of the surface

but my heart is in my throat

is in my throat