Here, you sit.
There, stands she.
Several months
Since vice versa.
What you thought,
Could have been,
Was put off
For one, another.
Sunlight streams,
Brooks in babble,
Cool stone seat
Allowed good viewing.
Was she that,
Didn't she?...
Had you known,....
Still, what wonder.
Sky excites
Spectrum shift
To the blue;
Same bright color
She was dressed,
Came to offer
Contact, touch,
After the bed in
Hidden corners,
Weight upon it,
Both of you
Intrigued and docile,
Straining fabrics,
Eyesight eye as
Here, you stood,
And there sat she.

rjw, 5/8/96

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