Shockingly familiar

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I used to dream that I could breathe underwater.

Swoop and dive beneath the surface like a darting swift.

Impermeable.

Nowadays I am thankful for a moment’s indulgence.

The submergence of tired feet,

With rippled, shock-immersed light play.

It is enough, to feel the silky drag of water,

Rising to meet me.

Enough, because even as I write this, my feet tingle.

As I recollect.

© Tom Tide 2016

 

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