a mermaid saw a swimming lad,
and picked him up for her own.
pressed her body to his body,
laughing, and plunging down,
forgot in cruel happiness…
that even lovers drown.
this bittersweet prose lines the table that i’ve sat at for three days now.
i always enjoy my time in austin, but this time especially, i have had a truly memorable experience. lounging lazily at barton springs… swimming in her cool, natural waters. spending time with my brother, his wife, and their three little ones. enjoying time with my friends, whose lives have hurdled in different directions than my own. and i feel in love.
austin has pressed her body to mine, and laughingly pulled me under. i gladly kissed her lips and descended to the depths.
how long must i pretend that i don’t need austin? how long must i pretend that austin doesn’t need me?
well, it would seem a little while longer. but i have already drowned…
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