When he began to fall another time,
He fell eagerly, as fast as he could,
His smooth body being dragged by the air,
He couldn't fall fast enough.
The rock hit the surface,
Noticing his ripples for the first time.
He wondered how much his splashes changed her.
The ripples were just on the surface.
He had now forgotten all about the sun and the clouds.
He just longed to drink deeply of her waters.
She felt him all over this time,
Letting her waters completely surround him.
She felt him begin to sink in her waters.
She wasn't ready to have him completely and she forced him out.
He was hurt at the rejection but understood.
He wanted to fight it but he let himself be thrown back up into the air.
The sun was no longer merely not pleasing,
It was bothersome and made him itch.
He felt the urge to hide from it.
The only place to go was down,
Back into the water.
He ignored the fear of being pushed away again.
Again, he fell.
This time the lake pushed for a second then relented.
She allowed him to drink of her waters.
He pulled back.
He did not want the lake to relent to him.
He loved and respected the lake.
He wanted the lake to feel the same for him.
He tried as much as he could to pull away from the lake.
She was pulling on him, he was not just falling.
She had never felt such a strong urge before.
She had never wanted anything so deeply.
She didn't know why he was fighting.
She felt the entire depths of her waters long for him.
He knew it had been long enough.
She wanted him as much as
He wanted the lake.
She loved the rock as much as
He loved her.
They came together again,
Their smooth bodies gently pushing off each other.
They glided for what seemed an eternity.
At last the rock and the lake embraced.
