23.

I lose myself in the ocean of you; my sea, you engulf me. I float in your embrace, flotsam caught in the pull of your tides. Your breath roars in my ears and fills my head with wild sound; my mouth is flooded with brine, salt coats my tongue and burns my throat. You press against me and into me and around me. I crash against your shore, bones cracking, heart shuddering. My body opens like a wound to your kiss; I am torn apart in the swell. My skin carries the weight of your touch, water-slick under my clothes. I hear the seashell echo of you, it plays at the edges of my mind. Your waves break over me and I rise and fall, they slap against my face and my thighs and I laugh as the spray makes bright rainbows around me. I am tangled in the ropes of your hair, caught in the cruel net of your hands. I plunge into your depths, blind, diving further in the terrifying blackness. I have no sight, no sense; only you all around me as I fall into the dark, breathless.