weekend eyes growl, wade out to take her
mouth. her lips. to steal away her breath
to drown with her, deep and painlessly
beneath the burning ache of sunlight
through the tall grasses and under lilies.
Stones skipped, ripples like heart beats,
a long pause in a lost moment, evening eyes
pucker out the obscure sighs that allude to her
mouth. a breath returned. she descends into
a sigh. another sigh. then a frog leaps
through the rings into the cool murk
of loud wishes. The unrevealed menace
of youth. her red lips twist again
as she smiles. weakened eyes beg
for her. only her. the breeze sighs.