Explosions
bubbling over every inch of my neck
shivering icily all the way down my spine,
while I dive in warmness.
The taste of the cup of hot chocolate
I had at dawn resonates.
Chocolate, cinnamon and spice.
My taste buds are dancing; I’m diving.
Bubbles pop frantically all over my skin,
over my neck, against my face.
Soft, creamy. Warm.
My face is burning. Everything tingles.
I turn.
I remember your eyes, deep and calm.
I turn again,
savoring the silky sensation of the swirls
of water against my hands.
Silky like your hair. Shiny like your hair.
I turn,
Warm water presses against my skin. Warm
like your smile.
You smile, I smile back, warmly.
Resonating with you.
I look up.
The waves and the light have painted a
turquoise kaleidoscope above me,
the bubbles appear like millions of mirrors
multiplying infinitely.
Time had stopped, but
my face is burning,
and my neck is tingling,
and
I’m running out of breath.
I take a deep impulse and reach for the
surface.
Air fills my lungs. I open my eyes and look
up to the sky.
Light filters in between pale leaves.
