remind me again
of that look in your eye
that panic from asphyxiation
then the joy
of inhaling epiphany instead,
show me how
your hands outstretch, and
how you gesture at the sky
for clarity
let me watch you struggle
and when you bob back up
don’t hide the gasp in your eye,
the greed for more
drown again
let it happen
but this time pull me under too
grab my hand,
steal my air
and I’ll search with you
for the only thing that
trumps these uncertain depths,
is being without you
at the surface
