Summer Swimming


She wondered

With one quick thought

Who he was

And where was he going

Becoming quickly familiar with

His sun-kissed curly hair

And eyes of baby algae;

The kind that floats on

A warm lake

Late in the afternoon

Only for a moment she allowed

Her tanned skin to

Submerge in their coolness

And she wanted to never

Return to the surface

But she could only hold her

Breath for so long

Finding it was realistic

For her to float

In some comfortable

Puddle of water

She soon became familiar

With distance

And her inability

To swim

But she remembered

Him and the summer’s past

And she found a way

To stop treading,

Hold her breath

And jump in deep,

Happily never


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