Flowing

Exiting into a gulf, we became engulf
Waves of pleasure and with so much force rolling over us
Maximized pleasure is considered a must
Our rivers are over flowing back into the mother source
 
Silt all in your hair, white foam in my beard
Dredging your depths as I scrape beneath your pier
Casting into the shallows because you're bedding
That's right pick it up with your mouth, this isn't a wedding
  
Take that tail and sweep the bed out
There's work to be done once you get caught
Ferrying up and down your stream
Run aground on your clitoric rock creating a wet dream
  
Purified water gushing forward only to slow, creating a delta
Oozing into a universal ocean but not before polishing the royal scepter
Churning, churning, tugging, tugging, then swirling out with force
Please realize we have no boundaries, there's no need to set a course
  
Fresh and brackish coming under a full attack with salt
There's more than give and take but no one's at fault
Grips must be tightened our bends are becoming waves  
Holding on until we move as one nothing can be saved
  
There is no singularity, no individual identity
I now flow through you, as you now flow in me
Our spirit flows as an elemental force around the globe
Only to return back to this gulf putting back on our clothes