“How are you feeling these days?” they asked. “Your heart is broken, isn’t it?”

Drowning. I feel like I’m drowning. I’m trying to catch a breath. I’m trying to live. But no matter how much I want to stay afloat, my body just keeps on sinking. No matter how much I want to live, my body just can’t seem to cooperate. I’m just waiting to be saved. Waiting for someone to rescue me from these waters. Waiting for something to hold on to.

I waded in her love canal,
swimming deep.

Letting the waters splash
                     over me...

Against the tide of her emotion,
the waters became still, relaxed.

I was submerged,
                       relaxing within her.
Till it was my time to feed
                                     her inner thirst.

We are,
Sitting on water tanks,
As the clouds begin to play childish pranks,
With the moon.

We have,
A perfect moment in an imperfect time,
Your palms squeezed into mine,
Not a moment too soon.

"Where are we going?"
"Nowhere, for now."
"We'll figure out where, once we figure out how,"
"As we go."

But I want to take you,
Taste your soul through sealed lips,
Hold you tight in my arms, as we take trips,
By ourselves.

I want to let go,
Every joy and misery I've ever known,
For a second with you smiling, your hair blown,
In an open car, on the open road.

So take my hand,
We can go drowning in these shallow waters,
Alone in our darkness,  among light that never falters,
And let go.

You can fall,
Know that broken people put back together,
Feel as good as new, as good as never,
But, for you, I'll try,
I won't break, I won't cry,
I'll hold on to you, like reason, to the only thing that matters,
So take my hand, we can go drowning,
In shallow waters.

Start and sail on the placid blues, like if waters were finally free.
Stop and gaze at the flawless views, the eyes of a dormant sea.

The morning sun melts
O so gently across pond
Making fishes yawn