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Submarine

Submarine

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He dives deep into the dark

Of my faded, rusted parts.

There’s a glimmer of a spark.

As he navigates through the heart.


And so he is my submarine,

That handsome, lanky lean.


He tickles my toes with his feet,

And playfully pulls off the sheets,

Then goes on to explore my deep.

Skin to skin, we fall asleep.


But first, he whispers “Night, my queen”

And I call him my submarine.


I told him he’s my submarine.

‘Coz all my dreams since eighteen,

That had been buried deep within,

Were stirred up without caffeine.


Where the others saw nothing,

He loved my ruins, my submarine.


He didn’t give way under pressure,

He felt my unseen was a treasure.

He delved into my pleasures,

And traversed my nadir at leisure.


And so he gets the brighter scene,

All the pearls are for submarine.


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