<font color=blue>The Ethereal Art of Drowning

<font size=2> The stars were shimm'ring in the gath'ring dark of the vaulted sky. The moon stared on through the twilight, a lidless, unblinking eye. The air was thick with cold as I passed beneath the eventide. I sank deep below the surface, seamlesly let go, and died. I gave in to the hunger of the void that swallowed me whole, The deeper I sank, the more it became my breath and my soul. I felt insatiable thirst for the darkness that held me tight. The torrent of fathomless bliss devour'd my thoughts, stole my sight. Then as I closed my eyes, euphoria stabbing like a knife, You appeared, engulfed the shadows, and you brought me back to life. I knew not from whence you came, I only knew this much was true: There, on the shores of the morning, life was empty without you. ©2004