Depth

02-03-'16

While love doesn’t hurt

You can breathe on the shore, and even run friskily

As each wind tickles you with safety

Your smile emulates the sunbeams

You’d ask for more days to be as wild and cheerful

But while love is love

The water gets high

The next thing you know, the tides won’t let you go

And no one sees your flailing hands,

Worse when the storms get invited

But while love does hurt

And the one you love remains your greatest love

You can breathe underwater

Because since when did real love

Ever become so shallow?