*Behind Fancy Eyes*

i want a below sea-level relationship

im over just having a dip

i want to caress his intellect

as he massages my intrigue

swimming in a sea of infatuation

still wearing our reality life jackets

floating in the now

soon to sail to the future

open to scuba diving to the pits of love

all the while taking the time to admire the scenery

as we swim past lust and like

and from there we’ll just float…

float…

and we’ll we’ll float some more

until we wash up on the shore of old age

where we will lay on the beach forever

and let the sun rays of our love

beam down on us as we  lay on the sands of joy