NaPoWriMo-Day 7

I shall not compare thee to a summer's day

if you were wondering
why a love poem hasn't happened
and why my words halt
where they once butterfly boogied
past my flapping gums

words fail me
in the wake of our lives
as I now know you by
the mirroring of our flaws
and to feel like I'm falling
only to be caught by you
when I thought your arms were
too full

the things we've seen aren't pretty
and sometimes we pass a
single respirator back and forth
as we kick together
towards the surface

oh but the surface
with its sunlight
and oxygen
waits for us
as we kick
and breath
and hold on to each other

I didn't know you could swim so well