this was written after a day of snorkeling off mile marker 14 in Maui
Dominated by destinations and schedules
I can only look ahead.
Forward to 14.
We must park, we must mark ours.
I must govern us by order if we are to enjoy all.
Positioning my sundries I cannot help to see Her.
Wisps of hair caress her face.
Joy radiates within.
A carefree smile is cast my way
and it awakens me from my parental coma.
Summoned by her beauty I walk to the shore
The water seems cold, but I yearn to obey.
And her desire for me frees me from my coma.
Shells crush beneath our feet
as we walk side by side into the water.
The water is not cold: I am warm.
Water refreshes my face as we submerge into the water.
We venture to deeper regions seeking adventure.
Sight is stimulated by color, movement, and shapes unknown.
That is when She reaches out for my hand.
That is when she squeezes my hand.
A coral garden teeming with vibrant colors and shapes.
Fish both large and small conversing with one another.
These are the sights that captivate us.
And as we explore into the matrix of this garden
we are honored with the appearance of a great beast
gracefully swimming towards us.
A current turns us towards the shore
with the passing of the turtle,
and the squeeze is released.
The adventure does end.
We must return safe.
We must find our plot.
I must direct us back safe.
A familiar sensation returns to me.
It is my parental coma summoning me back.
I shall return willingly for my sleep will be illuminated
with the imagery of Her innocent beauty.
My dreams shall be sweetened
with the memory of that squeeze
Copyright © Ijm seven | Year Posted 2016
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