This is my first time. 

With the softness of trembling fingertips,

I caress the surface of her warm wetness,

and my senses, overwhelmed by this,

are intoxicated by tropical bliss

and the subtle scent of some indefinable sea life.

I’m excited and frightened

to let her take me into her silky warmth,

to let her swallow me up in her mystery,

 to let her hold me within her bosom.

“Relax, breathe naturally, and it’ll come.” 

Waist-deep in the clear, aqua mare and smiling,

my dive master licks her full, red lips and says,

“Come on in…come into where some say we all come from.”