Oceans of Blue
She twists and turns with no regard to distance. On a never-ending journey that will take her to the ends of the earth and back again. But she is not alone. She requires the efforts of another to work her wonders. He, more powerful than she will lead the way. Calming at times, he glides gently across sweeping her in a rhythmic motion. Over and under he drifts, cradling her with his immense strength. She surrenders to him allowing him to take her where he will. Coupled together they spill into each other, none more fitting. With each caress she releases more and more control. Powerless against him she gives way completely. His strength increases, but still she follows, overwhelmed at the way he moves her. With each moment he grows stronger. While the black ness of night conceal their ritual, he penetrates each part of her. With no end in sight and nowhere to hide she cannot escape, her reckless nature. But still she follows. Pounding harder and harder against her, he lets out a mighty roar. Wild and unleashed the two continue on. But as the darkness thickens, he begins to release her. He has had his way, but still she stays and slowly the two break apart to take their place in the wild. Now she lay calm and bewildered, still stunned at the way he had taken her. As morning breaks, she cannot deny the way he made her feel. As if he had given all to her and taken all she could give. Off in the distance a vessel appears. Unwittingly, they tread where the ritual now lay dormant. Peace fills the air, and the vessels sails on an ocean of blue with the wind as their captain. His fire and fury gone, he gently probes the vessel on. The two are still there, but separate it seems. She waiting aimlessly for the chance to rekindle what they had once shared, and he pushing on to the end of the earth and back again.