Swimming Lessons

Behind closed eyes
I like to swim.
Do you?
Together we could soar
Swimming with angels
Any sense of time
lost and forgotten-
Free.

But the freefall always comes too soon.
Unexpected. Gasping for air.
Jarring us back to here and now-
With a thud.

Where screams are real.
Barely heard through closed doors
Muffled by the night sky.
Carefully placed scars -
Hidden behind lying eyes.

One day I hope the landing doesn’t hurt.
One day I hope we never land.

Very cool poem this one. Paints some interesting pictures in my mind. Keep writing mable.

Very nice indeed, thanks for sharing.

Food for thought indeed.

Tojo

unique....please keep writing..I would like to read more..