Running, free and wild
Through fields of unknown matter
Through thoughts of no one’s mind
Through space and time
Swimming, fast and swift
Across rivers of hope
Across dreams and illusions
Across reality and imagination
O, what he would give to run with him
To feel the green grass upon his fins
To smell the dry air above
To be one more time with him
And what he would give to dive as well
To wet his mane deep in the river
To move with the waves
To break free from this dry land
Dreams and hopes of both in love
Fears and desperations of lovers apart
Desires of days longing for more
Cries of pain and sorrow
It was all too much for one
It was all too far
It was all too sad
His heart was tight and beating slow
The tide was slow and calm
The river was quiet and peaceful
Back and forth he practiced
Calculating; analyzing
Lying in the grass nice and easy
Feeling the breeze upon his fur
Sighing for the moments together spent
Long gone ago
In a moment he heard
A splash across the banks
He stood tall and strong
Afraid of what could that be
His eyes gazed through the fields
The grass being squished
Water - splattered
His heart slowly breaking
He jumped on the grass
Hoping for a miracle to come
Wishing to breathe that air
He ran to save his love
Roaring sadly and filled with grief
Flipping in hopelessness chance to live
Was it all too soon?
Was he too late?
It was the distance that killed them
It was the distance that brought them
together
It was the distance that separated them
Softly and gently, now and then
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