I see you there, swimming in the rear,
A sense of light cascading from your crown,
Love, I’ve been looking for you,
Yet it seems we are swimming in vastly different seas.
Where will the current take you?
Are you floating, or willing to swim along the tides,
To find a place of your own liking,
Where there is always a comfortable place to land?
Those of us who trust the sea,
Who bask in the ebb and flow of this reality,
Know the power of the current’s push,
Even absence our ability to swim.
We see the light that flickers through our ocean’s depth,
And find ourselves lost in a myriad of things,
Blindly feeling our way through the darkness,
Seeking out those things that the current shall provide.
I have, it seems,
Seen you in the distance,
A loving ray of light in the dimness that abounds,
A willing soul in the sea we know too well.
Yet what to do with such a memory?
Seeking your warm embrace in the frigid sea,
A prayer uttered in the chill,
That we may one day see the power of our shared inflection.
I hear that voice that gets my heart to skipping,
How do I get to you, or you to me?
Fuck…the way this ocean rips at tides and mixes in the depths,
Has left me uncertain of a surface.
I do so wish, though,
To drown in your emotion, to be reborn to your flesh,
To prove that though there be many stars up in the sky,
It is you that guides me to the air to breathe.
To show that nothing but truth resides here in this unholy man,
That though I swim to you beyond all reason,
I just wish…
That you could hear those echoes of my heart.
Still, I am a beast that hears those echoes in all I do,
To share this space would be a wonder,
And yet, I wait, for the current to send me to that paradise,
Where truth, and love, reside.
(c) 2018 Tom Grasso