Dreamy Hammock Poems (Part 3)

I think of you and feel the swells
rising up from within,
sending the current up to my throat 
and out through the fingertips.
Again and again.
I can barely stay in place,
like a balloon that won’t be grounded.

Come out of your depths,
just for a day...
If it’s safety you cling to,
I could wrap myself around you
like an invisibility cloak.
You could breathe freely and
take in the sights.
No one will know.
I will hold your worries
until you’re ready to release them,
then we’ll watch them dance like fireflies
in the night sky.
For a moment,
we will be as high as kites!

There are only a few more minutes
until dawn swallows up the night.
In the light of day
the depths will be calling once again,
and I’ll watch you swim away...
Ebbing tides so familiar.

But that time is not now!
Yet.
I brim with anticipation,
readying my heart
to take in all the goodness that swells up 
from within me
when my eyes land on the lines
of your face.

Even when you choose the safety 
of your depths 
over the evergreen shore;
even when your favorite pond 
is as still as a pause 
after a long exhale,
and the frogs are croaking but 
your ears have filled up 
with worries once again.

Even when you have no strength left 
to get out of bed,
you lift me up
higher than I’ve been in a long time.
And all I want 
is to take you with me...

Just for a day.