Cliff

I was drowning,
and frozen
I hardly could breathe...
as the tide swept me
further and further to sea.
It was dark I was drifting-
still numb from the hate-
holding tight to a memory,
well worth the wait.

Though I felt you could feel me,
your eyes looked away,
as you sideways crawled closer,
with nothing to say.
So familiar your spirit
entangled with mine.
You still seemed unaware
that this pair was devine.
So I drifted against you,
and you didn't move.
Like a rock you remained
you had nothing to prove.

See- you knew all my secrets,
my ocean of tears.
You'd been hiding beside me,
just watching, for years.
As I nearly went under,
you reached deep down in,
and you lifted me out
of wherever I'd been.
I was so very tired
and angry and sad.
So embarrassed by all
of the memories gone bad.
You had saved me from drowning,
by diving down in.
So to thank you I opened
your third eye again.

Endless nights, full of reasons...
To go and to stay.
Still we molded each other
like heavenly clay.
You have carried me past now
the sea and the sand.
You slept with me nightly,
kept holding my hand.
You would breathe for me daily,
you tried to be nice.
I would freeze up and cut you
my soul was like ice.
Still... You made sure to keep me
from drowning again.
And you urged me to grow
from the bad where I'd been.

On a few rare occasions
I'd walk on my own...
but the memories
I still
endure all alone.
How the ebb and the flow
of the tide gives us time
to reflect and react
and search out
some sublime.

So you basically
carried me
up to the point
where we stand...
So long still the road,
still you're holding my hand.