Fish Out of Water

by Don McGonigal

She changed
I changed
in small ways
that grew
until neither of us knew
who we loved
or why.

"I Love You,"
I said,
"like the air I breathe."
Every breath
necessary for life
but then I changed
became a fish
and water fills me
as I swim in currents
she cannot feel.

"I Love You,"
she said,
"like the Earth beneath my feet."
Always there
my solid foundation
but then she changed
became a bird
and spread her wings
to embrace winds
I cannot feel.

what shape can our love take
that doesn't make me
a fish out of water
or drown her
in waves
she cannot fly above

The Author

You can find more of Don's poetry at his site Mortal Me.