Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 8
I wish I could catch it
and put it in a tiny bottle
that moment
When you swim in the sea

It's not very warm
and you left your towel under a not-so-nearby tree

You're a little cold
but the adrenaline-kick keeps bringing you back to reality

the last words to yourself before you dive
no stress or worries
you don't think of anybody
you just feel the salty water reaching your nose and ears
and the water pushing you back to the beach

and quickly you get an indelible smile
it's nice every once in a while
Written by
Emma van 't Ende
44
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems