Adrift
DARRAGH DUGGAN
Adrift
If a moment with you means drowning,
Then what’s a little water?
You’ll use me to float,
That’s something.
Anything you want –
Even your next mistake
I’ll be
The vest clung to your body,
Just as close.
The water trapped between suit and skin,
Just as warm
I’ll keep
Your head afloat,
Sailor to drink your ocean,
Could never play it cool.
You, the current t h a t swept me up.
Lend me just a moment of your eyes,
Feed me cliché,
Flood
my
entire
world.
Afloat
Flood
my
entire
world.
Feed me cliché,
Lend me just a moment of your eyes.
You, the current t h a t swept me up.
Could never play it cool.
Sailor to drink your ocean,
Your head afloat,
I’ll keep
Just as warm
The water trapped between suit and skin,
Just as close.
The vest clung to your body,
I’ll be
Even your next mistake
Anything you want –
That’s something.
You’ll use me to float,
Then what’s a little water?
If a moment with you means drowning,
Consider Breaking
Consider:
The sea
And stained glass,
Your sun, caught brilliance.
A bottle. Smashed.
Pieces - of danger, of pain,
Turned soft, with water worn edges.
Now - a broken beauty,
When held to light,
Takes breath away.
Consider:
You. Water worn soul,
Smashed – Stained – Surviving –
In pieces.
Pieces.
Yourself, held to light.
A broken beauty – You, take breath away.
Synchronised Dependency
We may be predictable to a tee,
But do they not believe it sweet to think,
That you and I, just so happen to be,
Absolutely perfectly in sync?
Like hearing a dreadful band play encore,
Or smelling flowers that’s life long since passed,
Some may view our love as a pointless chore,
But I see a beauty none could outlast.
When body and self become solely mine,
Two turned to one as lips rise up to meet,
Hands go outstretched as our limbs intertwine,
Is it not of nature to be this sweet?
Yet in sync means to be your attendant,
How unfair to live as co-dependent.
