Immersion
How odd to be in this place
where you and I would come
to watch the leaves float
along aimlessly across
the water. Drifting in and out
of daydreams, you’d ask me to
make a wish on the sunset, as I
watched it dance across the watery
haven. A branch submerged
begs me to wonder if the sand
of the lake bottom would welcome
my eager toes as leisurely as
this wayward limb severed from
the tree that once sustained it,
that once gave it life, gave it roots.
where you and I would come
to watch the leaves float
along aimlessly across
the water. Drifting in and out
of daydreams, you’d ask me to
make a wish on the sunset, as I
watched it dance across the watery
haven. A branch submerged
begs me to wonder if the sand
of the lake bottom would welcome
my eager toes as leisurely as
this wayward limb severed from
the tree that once sustained it,
that once gave it life, gave it roots.
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