Finger tips of sun mold the liquid surface
Of turquoise waters as you swim before me.
I am pleasantly startled at this sudden appearance.
(And I think “you are gentle.”)
The tumbling Pacific feeds endangered shores
My head ignites from the heat.
Like a knight with sharp teeth you hold my hand
As I fall sick and wanting into the sea.
(And I think “you are humble.”)
Emotive movements swirl and smooth
Your words caress the stories of long ago.
Pirates and Priests ask hierarchal questions
As you curiously watch me.
(And I think “you are magnificent.”)
Your slick coffee-stained skin shimmers into light
As the waves lift like bed sheets.
I shed my clothes and swim deep into the moment
(And I think “you set my spirit free.”)
A brief moment.
Floating on my back, my toes embrace small pebbles
Ancient mariners disrupting sleepy rainbow dreams.
I shed tears of blessings
as my tiburon gracefully swims away from the shore.