Who believed we could skip
stones over swollen waves?
Each stone destined for
barren ocean floor.
Who said we could hold
our breath in lucid dreams?
Every breath consumed
by salted sea.
Who believed we could sail
away in an optimistic ship?
The sail is torn and oceans
have run dry.
Who believed we were
meant to swim?
Changing tides…
the rise.
the fall.
Simply victims of
attracted moon to sun.
~★~
by Felicia Lujan
7.30.2015
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