Sensuality soaks wetness
Dripping dryly until a flood fills a basin.
From above thoughts cascade into memories.
Ready to take the plunge
braced for the falls.
Splashes dip in erotic exhibition.
So many fantasies racing through our minds.
Choosing one is like a drowning sensation.
Locking our lips, kissing your air.
Breathe my passion as we fight in our struggle. 

The two of us positioned to win from sexual submission.

Mounted on shores or bedroom sheets, gently stroking, 

coaxing, struck with climax. Ecstasy thickens. 

Our minds take a swim as bodies dive in.

Loving you is duality. Two becoming one.

Free yet bound. Chemistry and biology.

My sun and my moon. Your love is amazing.

Pleasing me physically while diminishing me mentally.

Whenever I touch you, my thoughts split in two.

Expressing the pleasure. Satisfying you with pain.

That is how you know when souls are connected,

you have my Yin and I am your Yang.

Together we make spectacular divided within. Separate but equal.

Constantly creating prequels to watch better sequels.

This is our designated completion.

Loving you naturally so your physicality can experience spirituality.

And that is why I don’t mind swimming in waters falling.

In the end you will catch me or I will save you.

Together we are one, bounded by two.