I floated in a warm salty sea
above second-skinned swimmers.
I longed to be with them, seeing,
touching the corals and tube worms,
an air breather underwater.
Bubbles rose around me popping,
a noise like crumpled cellophane.
Tiny fingers of air caressed my
exposed skin and lifted me to another
existence for that moment.
Like swimming through a glass
of champagne, air confetti pushed
to the surface to return to its natural
state. Heady and blissful
I floated in a warm salty sea.
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