Diver
Although I’m breathing oxygen,
Barely a third is sinking in.
I dive into the deep dark blue
Opening my lungs to you.
I’m lost in blackness losing health
And push deeper into myself.
I drown in thoughts and memories
Of what I had outside the sea.
Out upon the gentle sand,
I had your love; I had your hand.
Copyright © Aaron Klimmek | Year Posted 2008
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment