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angelique Jul 2020
~soft hue comes down on us swimming behind the eye
perfectly twilight as myrtle and coral drip down the cliffs;
sea, envelop us, wash us cleaner than we ever could be
tonight i drift languid under the nectarine sky, a new burning light from some ancient antiquity

calls out, amorous, to the sealine,
starboard and port, a vaulted firmament;
for hope will surface in this prescient summer
and abundance will burn in valleys of shoal
and endless sojourn.

and so, with plum-frayed hands,
in dusk's ardent whisper
'tis all remains folded in my scattered memory
rendering all things equal
~
escape
Bullet Jul 2020
I can not swim
But I no longer drown

I can not sleep
But I keep on dreaming

I’m floating away
I’m floating awake

Sing sonically with me
String melodies next to me

Just be with me
Amer Pelides May 2020
I know what it means to love,
and not receive its embrace,
I've known many a girl that refused me,
I feel pity for myself and anger at my folly,
Would I wish I was different?
Why, yes!
Perhaps it would've helped me a great deal,
Knowing what hindered me,
and what got in my way.
A fish can only swim so far,
until it realizes that it has been in the same river,
All its life.
I do wish for change,
But how much more can I wait?
Bullet May 2020
All I want to do is to drown in your baby blue eyes
Teach me how to swim with you, I need as many lessons as you can do
We can share as many strokes our body can handle
Floating in these wavy glistening eyes that I can’t seem to handle
But even when these storms strike our body, we can be electrified together
All I want to do is dive in the ocean you’ve have pooled together
All I want to do is die in both those baby blue eyes that you’ve been born with
Fleur Feb 2020
Bubbles bound for breakers,
Sea salt snacky snakers,
Great gulp goldfish galleys,
Brown beard barnacles and reef rash rallies,
Abstract art, active angles,
Tingly teepee tension tangles,
Swimming so safety sound,
Newest navies so nobly nouned!
A dip under the sea.
Łëïçkî Feb 2020
There we were at Lake Tiorati feeling the sun scorch our skin.
Sweat dripped from our bodies at Lake Tiorati and we were parched for a swim.
It was 80 degrees to hot even to breathe,
and still the lake jeered at our pain.
Tiorati lapped at the shore acting a tease,
seductively calling us in.
And then with a snap and a "**** it I'm done",
came the shirt off my back,
and all followed, one by one.
In Lake Tiorati on an 80 degree day, with wet sweaty bodies,
we broke the rules to play.
Jesus it was ******* HOT
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