you came swimming up
out of the weeds,
out of the liquid dazes
and gray haze,
and the nets that hoped
to ensnare you
up through the green of
your eyes
as they whisper the
secrets of your flesh.
you came swimming
through the lilies, and
green pads , red hair frothing
like waves and squalls
in the ocean
naked and glistening
breasts bare and nipples
puckered,
you bask on the rocks
just to far from the
muddy dock,
on which I stand.
weeds shivering and minnows
darting throw the waters
at my feet,
I stood trapped and enthralled
statued as you combed and braided
your hair
eyes downcast intent and
absorbed by the nimble
work of fingers
dry mouth gaping
I hung in the instance
crucified in the moment
by your presents and
silver shimmer of air
on the tremble of the water.
startled and pinned and mounted
the moment frozen in me
in the amber of remembrance
and I longed and ached
and trembled knees
buckling , but lust
and hunger hardened a swirl of words
in a confusion that trapped
my tongue and stung my eyes.
enthralled, entangled
I sank beneath the
shivering water,
past the weeds and frothy
squalls of hair
past ripe breasts and
stiff nipples,
past white smooth
legs,
past the golden flecks of
your desire,
past the tangle of days
nimble fingers stitch
each moment into
the frozen liquid of
our lives
and that moment remains.
