The Ocean... Poem by Dislocated Heart

We argue over the strangest thing..
Her love of the ocean.. as she pulls me in..
The breath she takes before diving under..
into the silky sheets,
that smell like lavender.

I seem to get lost in the covers..
searching for her hands,
but seeking for the tongue twister.
finds me laying still, I'm the bridge,
under me is water..

Settling on top,
comfortable she feels..
her hair drapes over,
she starts to whisper..

Finding a key,
that opens the gate,
to my very soul,
that has seem to escape..
my heart abandoned..
she wants to love..

Its when I melt..
as the night of passion begins..

The ocean waves take over..
The aroma escape,
as we fall down, deep under..