Samia's introduction - word perfect

Poetry

We all drift along -

float side by side.


So many moments;

how

does one

live

fully,

if not to

dip

oneself

deep -

beneath

the water.

Sometimes warm.

Sometimes ice-cold.

Sometimes barely there.

Dip.

Soak.

Wet.


Feeling every

single detail;

Your

trace

of being alive

and living.