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  • Swimming in Love

    I went swimming today; I jumped into the pool of romance,
    It was cold when I jumped, my heart too hard to adjust,
    I started walking around as it was the shallow end,
    I was surprised to see how many people were in the shallow waters of romance,

    Then everything stops, I see something, I look closer,
    Wow! What a beauty!
    I get a glimpse are her smile as she plays in the water,
    She looks so relaxed, care free as she splashes the water around her and her friends,
    Should I get closer? I ask myself,
    Why not?

    So I walk towards her but the water is getting deeper,
    Oh! No I have to swim to her,
    I have not been swimming in a long time, I am bit scared,
    But I am wearing floats,
    I remember I told God that I would not jump into the pool if He was not there with me,
    So He is my floats, helping me not drown in the pool of romance.

    I start swimming towards her, leaving the safety and comfort of the shallow end,
    I realise there are not many people in the deeper romantic waters,
    The waters in between like and love,
    I am getting tired swimming but I can’t put my feet down to rest,
    I have to tread water,
    I tread water looking around me and see some people swimming back from the deep end,

    The love end, they seem very sad, some very angry,
    I wonder why?
    But I catch my breath and swim on, to the beautiful woman,
    She then looks at me; she can see that I am struggling a bit in the deeper water,
    She smiles at me, I smile back,
    She then swims to me, she is getting closer,
    My heart is pounding with fear and excitement all in one beat,
    She gets to me and I say “I swam out this far to see if you were for real, I see that you are”,
    I continue on to say “Thanks for swimming back; I was drowning a bit here,
    I am new to this swimming in romance, like and love business, so excuse my lack of experience”

    She tells me that she has been waiting for someone to swim to the deep end,
    Because most people in the pool only swim in the shallow end,
    They are not deep enough for her,
    The deep end is hard work but there is so much room to swim and grow with your loved one,
    I start getting tired again; she puts out her hand and says
    “Let get out and go get a cup of coffee.”

    As I am drying myself looking at this beautiful and wonderful woman I think to myself,
    I beat my fear of swimming in love, sometimes you have to take risks,
    You have to swim to the deep end and chase that beautiful and wonderful woman,
    Maybe she will turn back and help you swim or she will swim with you.

    Jump in! It’s only water.
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