swimming in beautiful hues
silently
not quite the same
but close enough
to comprehend impalements
of oppressed hearts
both awake and asleep
chiming the clocks of ourselves
dreaming of bare feet
scampering across the nakedness
of nature floored
and stored
in a stack of minded union
adorned in gold and rose
I wait to be reborn
held by the color of you
wrapped in grays and blues
placed down on feet again
where souls can meet
and swim
for the very first time
unchained and unhindered
from the tides of mankind
we will dive together
eternally bound
by the joy of love and laughter
both heard
and spoken out loud
~ Emily Loren Moss Ferrell
written 10/26/2010 somewhere in the 2:00 am hour
