Washed Away

I cannot swim,

but I grew up

beside the water’s edge.

I fell in love

by the riverside,

feet dangled over the ledge.

Then I flew 

across the ocean;

an insurmountable wedge

between us.

And so now

I float on life by the lake,

waiting always 

to find myself

awake,

not by the water,

wherever it may be,

but by your side- indefinitely.

Mercedes-Georgia Mayes