How Could I?
How could I drown in the deep sea of sickness
When you lock around my frail frame your frailer arms
As giant floats for my shipwrecked body?
How could I choke under the thick seaweed of sickness
When I hear your chiming voice of comfort
That refills with air my emptied lungs?
How could I sink into the squelching silt of sickness
When your searching eyes spear the surface
Your windlass straining to pull up the chain?
How could I end our sea journey for sickness
When the double union knots I made with you
Become tighter as the seas become higher?
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