By distant moon
Date: 2002 Jan 06
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Rose

A splash was the last
I heard of her
as her naked body
dove gracefully
into the blue.

Her head rose out of the water,
she always looked so beautiful
and even more so wet.

Her wide smile extended 'cross
her face as she motioned for me
to follow.

With a quick motion
escaping my clothing
I was with her...entangled
we, like sea weed, swaying
in tune to tides.

All my senses dulled
and all my actions perfected
with the addition of her
and all her lovliness.