You led me by the hand into deep waters,
dark and tempering,
and with your every simple word,
I found myself not breathing,
until, wrist straining against my writhing,
you dragged me back to air.
And shaking, goose bumps rising,
I cried for you,
and for the water, which had hugged me
and tried so fiercely to pull me back in.
Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 11:05 AM UTC
You led me by the hand into deep waters,
dark and tempering,
and with your every simple word,
I found myself not breathing,
until, wrist straining against my writhing,
you dragged me back to air.
And shaking, goose bumps rising,
I cried for you,
and for the water, which had hugged me
and tried so fiercely to pull me back in.
