Diver

Oh, the games of deception

Predators play, she and he,

Creatures of the deep in

Dark, cold, murky waters!

Fancy a game of teeter-totters?

Watch out, they bite you first,

Unless you strike first!

Oh, it hurts so good,

The way she flirts,

The way we tug and pull,

Laces, boots, pants, and shirts,

Till the truth stands naked,

Shivering, but shameless.

We dive in, even if it kills us,

But, our headlamps go dark,

We sink into a wordless silence,

Grow hard shells, retreat into

Narrow, private caves, and

Go on living in sad, watery graves.