Sinking

Cold,
On the floor
Against soft,
Like peach skin.
Tousled curls in the wind,
Arouse -
In me,
A longing.
Ocean waves
Rise and crash,
And rise again.
Sand gives way
To water drops,
Below
They sink down,
Down,
Into the unseen,
Where light of day cannot touch,
And the cold,
Swallowed down,
All that is unseen, unknown,
Sinking
Disappears and vanquished,
Digging,
Plunder in, Can't uncover.
Too far gone
Long below,
And sinking still.