You are a velvet sea of deep bluegreen...
Filled with constant life, Ever-moving,
Ever-hungry, ever-changing.
And I, a hot and constant sun, move
Slowly towards my unavoidable passing…
Closer and closer I descend to your
Cool and slow-to-part liquid depths,
Onward and onward, never altering my course,
And fully enter and mesh with you.
It causes you to swell until you start
To boil and vaporize… smiling wetly
As you rise up to become one with me.
Sizzling, I slip beneath your outer surface
And as you embrace and surround me…
Our world fills with steamy pleasures
That then bind us without bands
As you quench all but my inner-most fires.
And you, now as hot as I and totally alive,
Gurgle aloud your contentment…
…ahhh, but what an end.
You are a mist now… sea-fog’s sister and
A snow-cloud’s daughter;
Queen of wet discretions and misty secrets,
Moist from your own center to your
Outer-most point; and I, almost
Now a stranger having changed so much
While rolling through your life and
Murky mysteries, pause occasionally
Before proceeding onward, through you,
Searching to find the reasons for
Such a wandering tidalwave of love-lust.
I slowly and inexorably fade.
Your steaming mists cool and
Fill you until you are whole again.
The night finds me gone
But more of us in my stead.
…ahh, but what an end.