A Sea of my Own Origin
If I were to lose you
I’d lose my being
I would no longer thrive
My life I would be fleeing
My joy would evaporate
Alcohol dripped on the street.
I’d fall to the depth
I’d dwell at my feet
They’d be soaked in the sea
Of my own origin
I’d be crushed and torn
Like a violated virgin.
I honestly can’t conceive
And idea so bleak
Never let it happen
Or another state of mind I seek
I need you dearly
It’s obvious as the sun to see
I need you like a heart
Pulsing life through me.