Swimming Thoughts

Enticing
like a cool pool
on an afternoon in July,
I want to slip into you,
I want you to surround me
let me sink and hold me up;
let your touch stop the burn
and wash away my worries.
If I'm going to drown,
I only want to drown in your eyes,
lose my breath in your kiss,
choke on the laughter.
You're my sweet escape,
a soothing relief when the world's too loud.
I only wish you could stay here,
despite winter's coming,
but our vacation will soon be over.