It is the breaths that a drowning person takes
When he can’t hold back.
Pain seers into his brain.
Comfort becomes his best man,
Water, his lover.
It is like talking underwater
To the child of ten who is learning how to swim.
You hold his legs
Kicking for the love of life.
Instinct to live
Outweighs everything else.
It is the breaths you take
Blowing bubbles under water,
In a space far from the hopeful sky.
Would you give up your lungs
For the love of bubbles?
