I’m home—free.
I feel one with water
in a state of grace
poised, buoyant, fully alive
aroused.
As a child, my mother held me in her arms & sang to me in water.
This memory returns with shoulders under.
I’m single, sixty, bisexual.
I do laps & earn a living in water,
Cry, let go and revive in water
flutter kick, shrink my veins & avoid surgery in cool water.
I find the beloved and being loving in water
felt my first orgasm in water.
Our primordial home.