Sunday, July 1, 2012

Watery Face

She looked into the pool and saw his face
And lingered there too long and gave her mind
To him within the water’s rippling trace
Of his closed eyes, sad mouth – his voice so kind;
It said, “Please, kiss me now, give me your breath,
And give me back the life I once enjoyed,
And with your love’s surrender and your death
Your gentle life will be by me employed:
We’ll do such things, and give our aging Earth
Another youth, an Eden here imbrued
Through me in you – Earth’s paradisal mirth
Will bubble, tumble, spring from us renewed.”
With all her heart she quickly answered yes,
And kissed his lips and felt their long caress.

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