Swans And The Swimming

"take me again," she said, thinking of him "to the pond with the swans and the swimming" far from his room the familiar perfume how it felt to her when she was naked lessons she learned when her memory slurs as they marvel with love at the sunset walking away at the dark end of day she will measure and break like a habit oh how the rain sounds as light as a lover's word and now and again she's afraid when the sun returns "take me again," she said, thinking of him "i don't care for this careful behavior" a brush through her hair, children kissing upstairs keeps her up with her want for her savior the sun on the sand, on her knees and her hands as she begs for her fish from the water but turn them away, she's a whip and a slave given time she may find something better oh how the rain sounds as loud as a lover's words and now and again she's afraid when the sun returns