Swim, Pelican

This is for my pelican... dedicated especially to him, from his seahorse. It is of love, of passion, and of friendship. You may not understand, and you may not want to, but this poem means a lot to me.

I dreamt I was walking

cigarette in one hand, the other palm pressing

on the seam of my jeans

they aren't mine, they are ours

our jeans, ours to share

I dreamt I saw you

as a pelican--

caring, nurturing, wanting to help

suddenly emerged in the ocean, I panicked

swam, and swam, and swam

tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

I dreamt you followed me

I swam, trying to escape from--

what?

you?

I couldn't

you swam faster than I

your large beak curving at the end like a hook

your gaze hard but comforting

it all frightened me

what was I running from?

fear?

I know what i was running from, dear

I dreamt I was falling in love

the sunset along your spine sent me to heaven

your voice cooed without your lips moving

my pelican, my love

I will no longer swim away

I am in love

with you

with you, pelican

with you

 

Author's Note

I know it's not that great. But hell, tell me what you think.