Saved By A Stranger

I ran toward the ship's edge, out of breath, gasping for air,
Just wanting to escape this terror, this nightmare I had to live in.
Wasting no minutes, I swung my feet over the top railing,
And turned around to see before me the depths of the ocean blue.

A cold hand was placed on my shaking shoulder,
"Stop! Don't move. I'll get you down from there."
It was a young man's voice, containing fright,
My feet froze to the rail, and my heart raced faster.

"You're insane, don't step any closer, or I'll....I'll jump!"
I shouted out, my voice uncertain and unsteady.
He stayed firmly where he was, his hand still outstretched.
"Miss, I'm not the one about to jump off of this ship."

A silence followed, the waves swiftly splashing about,
"Don't make me have to come after you," he playfully spoke.
After those words, I surely stated, "you wouldn't!"
"You'd be surprised at what a good swimmer I am."

This man, this stranger, would want to save my life?
After he thought for a moment, his voice got serious.
"Listen ma'am, the water down there is ice cold, you'll freeze,
Wouldn't want a pretty lady like yourself to suffer that way."

I immediately blushed lightly, secretly flattered by his presence,
Shivering suddenly from a gust of wind, I remembered his words.
Reality struck me like a bolt of lightning as my eyes closed,
A whisper crept up behind me, "take my hand, you won't regret it."

Without thinking twice, I automatically grasped his soft hand,
"That's it, careful now, I've got you, I won't let you fall."
His comforting words seemed to heal the center of my heart,
As thoughts of earlier seemed to fade away, new thoughts emerged.

Once I was over the railing and standing on the main deck,
I glanced deeply into his creamy light blue eyes.
Entranced by their truth, as if he was hypnotizing me,
All other worries were forgotten, as time stopped for a second.

"Now that you're safely down, I can properly introduce myself,
My name is Jack, Jack Dawson. A pleasure to meet you miss."
His face was alive with expression, though trying to hide laughter,
"How do you do Mr. Dawson? My name is Rose DeWitt Bukater."

A little chuckle escaped from Jack's lips, eyes twinkling all about,
Clearing his throat he replied, "won't have to keep calling you miss."
I laughed quietly to myself, and felt this passion crawl out of me,
And the next moment, Mr. Dawson and I were strolling along the deck.

Based on the movie "Titanic" with Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio.