beneath the water
your slender foot
aswim in some current
sidles-up to mine, both
yellow and green, sand-ripples of sunlight
proceeding across them;
they float
and graze
in an electric field
of memories
beneath the water
where sound cannot reach,
the skin, and the bones
know each other;
and they swim in the light
not in the air.
evening settles
the water
turns too dark
and the lovers
lose sight
of their reaching toes
giving themselves over
to the fear of unseen
fish, and the dark
sense of nibbling,
away, at tender flesh.
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