If Only In Dreams Poem by sunnetra basu

If only in dreams.
Once I get past the
white caps of reality,
I dive.
I dive deep, deep,
deep down to where
I can kneel on
Virgin sands.
Virgin sands that are
Unaffected by
Tidal swells of cynicism.

II.
It's there in the deep.
In that beautiful deep-blue;
that I can reach up and
worship.

I can praise the light that
ripples down through the
surf - not unlike the ripple
of muscles in your
abdomen
and in that motion in the
tan of your chest.
If only in dreams.

III.
As I am engulfed
and consumed by the deep;
I lust for the feeling of
swallowing you.
Of swallowing you and
taking you into the
deep essence -
of me …
If only in dreams,
this is as good as it gets.