Flood, and Ebb

washed_away_with_the_tide_by_fuzzah

 

Why did you come?
Did you just want to ply the waters
And see if fish still swam deep?

Did you want to taste the depths
One last time
Before the boat sank forever?

Did you want to feel the ecstasy,
To see if the slippery salinity
Was real?

Or did you want to drown,
And be reborn
In the unconditional undulations
Of the endless blue?

I was pliable, in your hands.
I could bend and gyrate with the waves
For you.
To find yourself.
To find me.
I was free,
I was easy.
I was yours
For as long as you wanted me.

It wasn’t long enough.
I swim alone,
Looking for a life preserver.
Or a dolphin to take me safely to solid ground.

You…I lost sight of.
You may have succumbed.
You may have been rescued.
Or maybe you found your way to a distant shore.

The sea is vast.
The time was short.
Forgotten,
Like yesterday’s tide.
We came together
Momentarily.
And we washed away.

6 responses to “Flood, and Ebb

  1. *wipes brow*

    I am so glad you’re diving in.

    The water must be just right.

    I swear, don’t ever stop swimming, please!

  2. This is beautiful. I especially like the lines “why did you come”? There is such sadness in those simple words, for me. And also “You.. I lost sight of”. Chills down my spine!
    Good job, friend!
    xo

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