he kissed like 

he was drowning:

she threw him

one life raft

after another.

his head sank

under the waves

as he flailed his arms

in desperate circles.

fingers clenching 

and un-clenching,

he snatched the air,

found nothing solid.

bobbing to the surface

one more time,

both hands outstretched

like a penitent,

he plummeted

to the depths.

she couldn’t save him,

and cried as 

he disappeared.

when only his bubbles

of breath remained

and she knew

he was gone,

she turned her 

small craft around,

and went home 

to the harbor,

just in time for dinner

and a few cocktails. 

Artwork by: Maryam Baniasadi