A fifth of my life
in water, I defined myself

to her who now asks
after her second swimming class

"Raising my ass
improves my kick, right?"

Air shifts, and the water
I see is suddenly elsewhere

Two turtles side by side
traversing the Sea of Cortes

I focus to respond, "No
You want to be parallel 

with the water surface. You
want as little splash as possible" 

The turtles return before my mind's
eyes. As before, their languid wake

the most erotic thing I have ever 
witnessed not made by a woman

Now, she is telling me, "Damn
While swimming, I'd so wanted to

moon the sun"