Into Her Depths
Seems there is no time like the present,
Yesterday forgotten, tomorrow can only wait.
Something is burrowing very deep inside,
All is all to give but never enough to receive.
Back she lies, chest heaving, heart pounding,
Forward he thrusts, dives to the ocean.
Her arms like the waves encircle,
He the dolphin, to and from the depths.
He stops to gently taste her waters,
A thirst of fire he laps to quench.
Weightless bubbles upon his tongue,
Her hands lead him deliberately on.
She strokes a hand across the belly,
Resting in shallows held only by her grasp.
Piece by piece she feeds along his flesh,
Now it is her thirst to be laid to rest.
Once again he dives beneath the waves,
Across the waters back he makes his way.
She turns to allow his weightless comfort,
Into her depths he sags and dies.
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