yet , so new at the first that he is unaware , has it not rise into a solid thought , only feels it , senses it as he swims into her , for it is this motion which overwhelms him ... now , he swimming , not pumping , not shooting , not propelling from within him to outside and within her , not depositing ... swimmingflowing as if a wave , a wave among waves , a wave coming more strongly to swelling wave , cresting wave , thundering orgasmic wave as she is beach , standing there as cloud waving from the beach , not at all a person , not he a personmore ! both as a presence ... it is this swimming into presencefully of her , fully of himwhich is the ascension .