"swimming In a Dream"
I'm standing in a pool of questions...
My feet are barely in the shallow end
of preparations...
Walking out waist high to feel the twist
of deceptions...
Now neck high with the taste of water
filled with temptations...
With no land in sight I make my peace
and my declaration...
I grab a current not to drown in my own
lasting gratification...
My eyes open as the sand is my sheets,
and my pillow is my salvation...
I wake to feel and taste a new day with
heart and dedication...
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2010
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