Night Lake

When I went under  
I trusted
the air
was where I left it—
that you still lay sleeping
beyond the bank.

I couldn’t be safe alone
and naked
in the dark
before tonight.

Still, I went deeper
and my lucky soul swam
beyond the shallows—
into solitude

But your warmth
I could not shake off;
your gentle surface
still tempting me
to dive in.