Rescued Me

Rescued Me

When you asked if I liked your laugh,
I cried, and then wrote a poem.
You came to me in the past
and helped me leave “all alone.”

As if I lived on a raft,
left in the sea to roam,
and then I heard your sweet laugh.

Swimming out,
to take me home.

And there, at home, I saw the river,
once again, the holy sweet river.
Beckons me, the river.

And the bottle, spinning in air,
I could have quit, ended it all, right there.
But instead, I heard your laughter,
and once again, I jumped in after.