Aboard the cruise ship,
About the sun deck
Above our state room,
Across the promenade,
After seeking some shade,
Against my better judgment,
Along the railing,
Among the tourists,
Around midday,
At a loss for words.
Before, I felt you
Behind my neck,
Below my deck,
Beneath my fingertips,
Beside my birthing hips,
Between my open lips.
Beyond my reach now,
But I feel you somehow
By my side.
Despite the spinning
Down in my gut
During sea travel,
Except when I’m dizzy
For whatever reason,
From the nausea,
In my mind and
Inside my heart I’m
Into you. Completely.