"The blue and purple swirls of an emotive stream
Ribbons its soul to a secret end
Losing its thread of rational understanding
As it enters a cavern of dark sensuality And feelings fashion a raft
Sensual logs of a crude needing
Tethered with urges of red passions’ silk And a sail of illusions white hope is set
So that I allow the drift of undercurrent
To chart a course of new exploration Dolphin-waves smooth the ride
While a sky above pulses silver drops
That explode into vermilion powder-puffs
Which top the shimmering trees on each side Now this phallic-ship enters deeper waters
Emotive whirlpools
Which draw me down into the sexual cave
And I am sucked in My heart skips
To the rhythm of the silent waves
And all excitement is a confusion
As hardness dislodges the dam of interference The cavern pulls this ride in
Coaxing in soft sympathy
Lying to the mind
Playing sweet dreams of waterfalls
Of ripples
Then exploding into wild tides of excitement So I lose all sense of direction and dive deep
Exhilarating in this new experience
Of making love Of sailing this dream river."
