Wednesday, 2 November 2011

Black, wild river

I walked the bridge
and there you stood
as if you had waited for me
everyday we met,
never spoke
until that day the rain came
and the creek, turned into a river
and I stood stranded
and there you were on the other side
and I could see in your eyes
the pain
as I held onto the railing,
wild river,
black
tried to take me away
I held on for life
and still you stood
watching
until I could no longer hold
onto the railing-
the water swept me away
I held my breathe as I fought it
struggled to keep myself afloat
and that's when it happened-
you dove into the murky water
and swam, like I have never
seen anyone swim before
and you held me in your arms
and through the rain,
I heard you say-
if I am to go,
I'm glad it's with you
and I let myself go
and knew that we would be okay

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