My heart is in pieces
floating nearby
the blood is pooling in battle
wit a disinfectant
chlorine.
Yet visually I cannot get away
I stood inside
some marble castle
up to my waist along
the water’s edge.
The deep end
tends to hold laughter
knowing I hand my heart over
diving inside
crystal clear shiny blues
the end of the living eyes
aquatic mystery.
if I could dive in
leave blood-stained shallows
I could go at it alone
deep rough assembly
losing sense
some physical harmony
amidst the living.
I knew I wanted you with me
eyes found staring alone, vacant
apersonaljourney - stories of love 