Swimming for the Surface
Following a rope of air
breaking....floating....open
up to drink and burst, in kissing pairs
they could whisper secrets
of whats sleeping on the bottom
way down there....
i climb a ladder to the sky
in a stretch of my minds
eye building castles way up high
they were not built with you in mind
revealed in pieces
we don't need a reason
stretching for the corners
where there's room for two to squeeze
empty out the jar and give me holes so i can breathe
i can look at you
and you can look back at me
