Gone Fishing

I found a lustrous pearl
that in an oyster lied
it promised pretty treasures
if I would peek inside

I found a pure pink pearl
in an oyster open wide
it promised poignant pleasures
if I would come inside

In warm and soothing waters
as deep as dark blue night
I found my lover dancing
with aching love delight

I found the perfect haven
in soft and haunting sighs
the art of being god
while un-guised in your eyes