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Night Swimming

(N)ight swimming, in lake or sea
(I)magining life naked with me
(G)lowing in the moonlight, pale skin
(H)oned for swimming in the night
(T)ragically alone, but beautifully alive

(S)wimming free of all life's
(W)eight, imagine, at midnight, you &
(I), in a revelation of embryonic state
(M)y God! This is so beautiful, so cold
(M)y mind frozen, my fingers, my toes
(I)'m not sure all these people understand* that
(N)ight swimming is in the nature of man, I invoke
(G)od in a back stroke, beg salvation in ocean, swim free under stars

(*this line from REM's great song of same title)

jackalice

@jackalice

I can feel the world in my lungs. Breathe with me....

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Comments & Feedback (7)

I do love to do this

@sammielee46 @sjw thank you so much for RP's!

Great Write mateπŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

Beautiful. Can picture the sensation.

Very nice Jack πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

@patdolan83 @eddie12309 @Stablish thank you, and for RP's

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