It was time —
For her to experience drowning.
For too long she wondered when it would come;
Wishing, hoping, and longing.
The experience arrived in the form of a man,
Whom she began to swim in.
Did she last so long without his
Touch, arms, skin, and warmth?
The kind that feels hot;
Like melted wax running across naked skin.
She lost herself.
Her head went under;
Her arms went weak;
Her body could no longer stay afloat.
And drowning in him,
Became the sweetest death of all.