Sunday, February 21, 2010

The Voyeur

The sun kisses the lake
And she shivers
Absorbing his energy

Like new lovers
They dance together
To the lovelilt of birdsong

Her jewels sparkle
Their offspring bare witness
But make no comment.

Clouds float past
To pour over other trysts
Reflecting on the scene.

A bell rings
A spell breaks
And I must go.