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.
