You poked your head out just so I could see you
But you meant for only me
To see you.
As I turned around to tell everyone about you
I saw they had entered a trance
Unaware of my voice
Or perhaps, it was I that had walked into a dream
And I looked back at you
To find you turning over and over
In the water, slowed down clockwork
You were the most prolific thing in the bay.
And yet at the same time that you rotated…
You were shaking your head
Back and forth
A sly no
A promise
That you would only let me discover you
At that moment
Because you were telling me something
You were telling me
While the ocean would be there forever
It would soon be my last chance to jump in.
Naomi Samuel 