Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Walking on Water


Diving in headstrong,
Headfirst,
Cold-water    good-morning    baptism-by-fire
As yet the shivers rock her spine.
Intoxicating, deep-breaths     close-your-eyes
Because you can’t turn and look the other pair straight
Too-shy        territory-uncharted      wand’ring guesses
Straight to the heart of her fear.
Too-sure    too-good,  
I’m so much more than you’re even imagining.
Too-heavy    too-soon   but
This is how I was made to love.
Oh God, please catch my breath,
For I fear I lost it as I fell.

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