On the top of a river lays a woman,
A woman who plunges,
She plunges into the depths of the river, waves and oceans.
On a particular day she plunged into the ocean,
After something she loved so dearly,
A treasure she would give anything to keep.
She dove into the ocean,
Swimming down, down, down.
The deeper she went after the treasure,
The darker it got.
She felt something,
Something swam around her,
Closing in on her.
Never the less she kept swimming,
Down, down, down.
She felt the fingers of her treasure,
Her beloved was right there.
She looked at his peaceful face,
Keeping the image in her head.
How can she not?
She loved him, she couldn't ever leave him.
Not now, not ever.
"Oh please, please stay with me."
She cried out in her head,
"Please, don't leave me here alone."
She pulled him close as she kicked off of the sandy bottom,
Only now did it strike her,
How could she swim all the way down to the bottom of the ocean?
Was she already dead?
She shook her head,
"I can worry about that later,"
She told herself, keeping her goal in mind.
"I need to save him.."
She held him to the side kicking and pushing the water with only one side.
As she reached the near surface what she felt had disappeared around her,
What was it?
She reached the surface of the ocean,
Kicking out of the water she flicked her hair back,
Her breathing was rapid, she couldn't feel it though.
She swam to the shore with her beloved on her back,
Laying him down on the sand, she revived him.
Hearing him cough up the water he had taken in,
Was music to her ears.
He looked at her confused,
"I love you my darling."
She whispered to him,
He took her hand and held it sitting up,
She cupped his cheek, realising the one thing she thought he was doing.
It wasn't him whom was leaving her...
It was her leaving him.
This is my first published poem, I'm feeling quite good about this so please try not to be mean about it. I realise this seems a bit odd but it's what I came up with listening to something called 'The Isle Of The Dead' on YouTube.
