Friday, February 12, 2016

Fair Game

Bring me to the shore and let me see the water.
You might look at me wondering if I'm going in.
I'll avoid the undertow and the rocks.
But somehow there's still a wondering - about whether or not I'll swim out too far - never to return to you.
Or whether - even though I can swim - I might leave anyway - it's just like me.
And all this time we're standing there and hearing the water and watching the sand get damp over and over.

In the end I do go in but I keep my clothes on - for the most part.
And even though it's been a long time I'm swimming like a dolphin.
I can save you from the shipwreck and the sharks.
The sharks swim around me but they leave me alone.
You see me swimming and diving and there's a silent joy - like a single tear appearing and falling down my face.
Leave your clothes on, stand on the shore, stay dry, stay warm, you shine the way home to me.

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