Blue-lipped kisses caress,
lap against my legs,
Moby Dick white and lacking
any particular shape.

Wondrous totality
of tender moment fills me
like salt air’s welcome reminder
from whence I come.

Linked soul to sun I stand
in awe of distant summer
horizon where one day I’ll swim
into blue upon deep blue.

You wait beyond these waves,
for our reunion, our
joining together in aqua waters,
sweet peaceful deep.