These waves are like

the locks of your hair

how they seem to spiral endlessly.



The aroma engulfing me

is your honey-scented perfume

how I’ve longed to breathe you in

for hours at a time.

And this current is

your eyes

alluring yet dangerously unpredictable.



Odd,

how drifting on this pool

is not calming me.

Instead, it is constraining.



Has this current suddenly come

to a tragic halt?

Do your eyes have nothing

more to say?

Is this all that is left,

for me,

       to stay

            at the surface?

There is a sudden instinct,

An impulse that makes me

want to take this dive of faith.

But first, inhale.

Count to three.



I’m sinking,

but this doesn’t hurt.

I open my eyes and

how divine

to traverse to this new world,

immersing in your depths.





I submerge further

to the unexplored,

Soak in your joys

and sorrows,

Glide by your insecurities,

Yet I don’t quite notice,

I’m suddenly at the mercy

of your emotions.

Suffocating

in your secrets.

Drowning in your tears.