There exists no word, phrase nor symbol to encompass the sea of emotions that drown me in your presence. You are a great white, your waves pulling and lulling my mind with the sweet siren of whispered wishes. I float on your warm breath, a sole survivor on a measly raft buoyant on your surface. Your current drags me in a fated direction, right into the great hole of your mouth. Greedily you swallow just as I take deep lung-gasps of your love.

In uncharted waters I cease to exist, no more in the mapped mundane of the every-hour. You push at my sides as you pull me now from the surface and into you. The light fades with each second but I see you still. Your embrace at my waist, my legs, my chest. Crushing, cracking, caressing.