The party boat buoyant with laughter

Rocks past the landing spot

Internal engines desire fuel regained by pleasure response

We dredge the depths of each other’s resistance

And in adapting respond in kind

Not enough light and it withers

Plant like we are today

And need regular replenishment

Feeling out along thin lines to trace out

Tendril weakness exhale

And recoil at crumbling obstacles

Now surfing buffeted by the sea sway

It is exhilarating to allow

Risk to float alongside 

Above sea weed fronds

The shiny memories all trying

To break through simultaneously 

In concert with the increased pressure

And what that means to the heart

How it is likely to continue

Withholding the sky to crush

Over a sleeping sigh.