Underwater
She asked me to go to the shore with her,
To promenade and admire the coast.
It was near dusk, I was tired, she was not.
She dived into the sea, splashing and laughing.
I walked to the border between water and land,
My feet wet, my mind restless, and then she cried.
Her voice pierced the space, her tears drowned me,
I fainted.
Some time later, I guess it was, I woke up,
Opened my eyes, was blinded by the sun,
Whose rays, altered by refraction, dumbed me.
Where was she? Not underwater with me, oh no!
Again, I opened my eyes and saw her, struggling
In the sea, shrieking, shouting for help,
Not believing I was motionless seeing her drown.
A blink. I rushed to her, swam painfully,
Caught hold of her right arm and brought her to my torso.
And then the blackness.
I could see us from behind. We were swimming,
Like dolphins, so gracefully, like sea mammals.
My vision was all around, I felt surrounding consciousness,
Like a touch to the borders of my head.
My mouth full of sea, my lungs burning,
Her eyes imploring me to reach the land
Before our body transform into sand.
I nodded, grasped my strength with my mind,
And activated movements in my limbs.
I struck the liquid air, punching it with all I had,
Till her feet brushed the ground. She cried,
Her tears purifying the earth with her survival.
