Succumb to drown. 

It was time —

For her to experience drowning.

For too long she wondered when it would come;

Wishing, hoping, and longing.

The experience arrived in the form of a man,

Whom she began to swim in.

How?

Did she last so long without his

Touch, arms, skin, and warmth?

The kind that feels hot;

Like melted wax running across naked skin.

She lost herself.

Her head went under;

Her arms went weak;

Her body could no longer stay afloat.

And drowning in him,

Became the sweetest death of all.

– Jessa

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