Deeper
Underneath a fraudulent moon
I take a breath and dive
Breaking the plane of the silver water
Going deeper
The ripples fade above me
As I glide beneath the surface
Floating and then sinking
In the silence of my own company
Coming up for air
The water falls like diamond tears
Who knows what the tide will bring
Perhaps something I could never hide
Going deeper
Past moonfoam and silver
Copyright © Marty Windsor | Year Posted 2007
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