Dive, try to find them with your hands. Grab nothing but water escaping through your fingers. Open your eyes and they fill up with chlorine, lumps of blurred colour, it’s them. Can’t distinguish their face fully, but you know. Move, almost dance towards them, your slippery limbs meet. Their touch its different yet known to your skin, hang from their back, wrap yourself around them, feel parts of their bodies you never touched before, it’s almost odd, except it just makes sense your anatomies engaging in this weird weight-free dance. Entertain them in a game the gravity of land doesn’t allow. Float and plunge, hold your breath, wander wrapped around this malleable, gentle force. Seek contact. Seek and hold onto any other body that will give you a sense of grounding. Let go, Grab them again. Let go.

Get out.

Feel the pull.