Sunday, November 10, 2013

Swimmers Solitude

Alone in company
Passing in paths
Never crossing
Caught in parallel universes
Some going up
While I go down

I go down
Into her depths
Concrete womb
Ritualised immersion
Her waters part
To receive me

Re-birthed along
The narrow lane
Tensions slick
My daily bread
Of neurosis
Floats away

She greets me
As a lover
Caresses me
Intimately touches me
She knows my body
It’s contours and its curves

Alone yet never lonely
Stillness in momentum
I listen to her silence
Beneath her watery kisses
And rest

In her floating embrace

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