to swim

“Oh-suffer the broken heart
the danger of loving
but if we don’t try…”

then for who
would we cry
and for what…
for what dream
would we lie
our heart beside
and into which chest
of a knight could i
embrace as i rest in
the crest of my life…
oh to suffer of heart
reaching into the dark
while clouds pass by
as butterflies
aqua skies
and pinkly twinkling
.... loving eyes
there was once
where here in awhile
i awoke
on a tropical isle
bathed in a light
and a rain within
”... to try…”
the motion of chimes
on a soundless wind
and ”...to be…”
the ocean of Time
where i died to swim