You're there, so close
I'm reaching
You're in my grasp
You're slipping
I'm holding tight
Not tight enough
Land far below
Too far
You're falling
I'm screaming
You're silent
You're watching
I'm breathless
You're betrayed
No time
To save you
I'm waking up
To the relief of knowing
It was just a dream.
Posted in response to the challenge Out.
The asters are out again, just in time for my birthday.
And each year on this day, I look back and wonder how a person can change so much, and how without thinking I suddenly am who I am.
The Ocean is a wild thing.
She rises and falls, crashes and swells.
Out she calls, luring lonely souls to her watery depths and sand strewn beaches.
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