-Going Under-
Again I slide under the surface...
it's okay at first, the cool silence is calming.
Then, the lacking builds and the pain comes
As time passes, my chest aches
Head throbbing, heart pounding
Just as I am ready to give up,
to gasp that dying breath
and let the cold wet flow into me
The phone rings, and I inhale you.
We chat. It feels wonderful
to breathe you in again.
Too soon, our time is up and you smile as you push me back under.
Tell me, how long will it be this time...
or would that spoil your pleasure?