She Swims, He Flows

She was sitting on the dock watching the drifting lake,
feet dangling in, dancing in the coolness between the summer heat.
A stranger fishing the waters, smiles with waves, decides to join her side.
Sparks of interest, his calm depth of voice, echoes against her heartbeat.

She turns her head as she blushes in the pink,
he whispers, "have we already met?"
She smiles, "sounds like a line."
He laughs, "working on it, but not yet."

She stirs falling into the cool blue,
following, he jumps in behind.
Wanting to kiss, but they wait...
swimming through each other's mind.

The sky reflects pink on the water, the sun going down.
Her blushing pose emerges again, echoes against his heartbeat,
as waters wash over them, rhythmic flow,
her hair wet, eyes sparkling, lips meet.

She drifts in slow motion backward,
he whispers, "are you cold?" an embrace.
Bodies dancing in the blue, her trembling heart.
"No" softly gasped, her hands caress his face.

She swims through his heart,
through her soul he flows.
He whispers, "have we already met?"
She smiles, "sounds like a line, the heart knows."