By Toklas
Date: 5 August 2000
River Where We Meet
Come morning
we go to the River-
Where the fish
hurry the silver waters.
Where the sun
pretends to be a fish
swimming in multitudinous beams.
Where we pretend
we are lovers passionately
aimed for the sea- the mouth
opening into possibility.
The River drives us back
year after year to fight
our way, to bruise ourselves
on ancient rocks.
All for a moment
in an eternal pool-
Where we meet
the River pretending
to hold us fast!
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