I‘ll Plummet Poem by Mark Heathcote

I‘ll plummet from here on in.
Dive into the depths of love
I‘ll gladly sink or swim
gaze at her beauteous
blue eyes; I am falling-
Herein, no need to shove.
I can hear-my-heart-sing
My soul was light as a dove
I can hear-my-heart-beating
taking wing up above
I guess this must be love.
I'm a burning brown kingfisher.
Love - my pulsating extinguisher.
I‘ll plummet from here on in.
Dive into the depths of love
I‘ll gladly sink or swim
to feel the touch of her skin
shoulder to shoulder,
rubbing mine - for all time.