Swimming

one body of water that tempts me to its assuming tide,
filling the atmosphere in yearning gasps of vapor mist against my ear
as my body lays over in preparation for the dive.  
sliding my body over the curves of her moaning waters,
parting the dripping shore lines with nimble, surgical fingers and
tasting the thermal swell of the ocean’s pearl
nestled snug beneath its hood of yielding sand,
pulsing against my lapping tongue in a slick of lustful thirsting.
insatiable, unquenched but drinking undaunted with avid craving.  
rocks of muscle quaking around me in a quickening tremble, threatening collapse upon me.  
mine shore melting beneath the stroke of her waters,
piece by piece,
grain by grain,
inch by inch,
pulling me into her  with no promise nor wanting for release.  
eagerly slipping through soft foam warming and aiding my entrance,
penetrating to its greatest depths,
feeling the stiff gleam of my being fully immersed in its flowing, flexing embrace,
manipulating my flesh to her desire’s shaping,
sculpting the firmest fit,
guiding the tightest undertow piercing each thrusting wave,
withdrawing to submerge again,
withdraw, submerge
withdraw
submerged and holding
a vexing current of instinctual rhythm, dragging me against the silk of her tender sea bed
in fevered friction, piquing
instigating and igniting earthquakes and eruptions deep and deepest within
the drowning union spilling
as the climax of the surrounding waters grips me in its tidal explosion of sparking nerves aflame and gaping undone
unbeing
and interweaving to the same infinite blanket thread of the same beat to a mutual soul in a fluid form of swimming creation.