floating dreams
Random thoughts of a floater
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Understanding
Then the river
Plunged
And our nudity
Laughed.
Afterwards, the tree shadows
Slept on the banks
inside each other
Thoughtless.
And the night
Interrogated our dreams.
The morning woke from the fog
and the sun
from the river
And smiled
indulgent.
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