Water of Love

Alida Thacher's Erotica Workshop

I swim with you in the dark water,

entwined,

sliding beneath the waves,

drowning.

I love you in the steaming water,

moisture like glass beads,

floating in shadow,

slippery as a seal.

I love you in the alley rain,

face to the wall,

teeth to the brick

your words like a dark river.

I love you eye to eye, thirsty,

breath the hot liquor, the water of love.