Swan

I swan your way

I swim mine

Like the pounding, glistening night sky

We’re both here - still alive

In the crevices of the water

My proper form is defined

The ocean can take you under

But my gaze can make you feel sublime

Why is the moon so beautiful?

Why can the darkness inhibit it?

Why can’t my tender bits find bliss on this celestial orbit?

The movement and agility of a swan

Is what I want to be on

The peppered steps of those diaphanous birds

Includes a spark, an autonomy

My human self longs for