My Sea

He is my sea - so calm and yet so deep;
His gentle ways mend all that's ever torn;  
He repairs all my fears; his silver sweeps
Into my moonlight, he softly informs
My ideas with  gossamer hopes and thoughts;
He dreams in colours not imagined yet:
They may not exist, but they're now so sought
After by me, all rainbows of regret
Must fade; and we'll find spaces that are right;
For he fits perfectly once he has found
The warmth his cock enhances with delight,  
Attention sweetening all that's around;
With his ideal temper, beguiling charm,
He is my sea, so deep and yet so calm.