Daydreaming

Hand  trailing in
cool waters, dipping
in green light. White
lace shading, pole dripping,
pushing in and out.

This gentle rocking
side to side - your
muscular  movement
light, precise - and your
smile pours over the
brim  of my hat, caresses

my  cool cheek, we glide on
with the river water
current carrying us, soft
flight back to
reality.

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