Painting by Bob Crawford
GILLS OF LOVE
i knew a couple who were both anxious.
she pulled him under.
he went with her.
they left the world of the happy go lucky.
their love was so great they developed gills.
gills of love, you might say.
beneath the surface, once the initial shock
of finding themselves in a new and strange world
had passed,
they began to flow and swim.
they discovered an entire universe, strangely
beautiful, at times frightening, but they discovered
it together.