The auburn, amber prism of bottled
water converted to tea takes me
to your bright, summer smile
a smile more refreshing than
my favorite drink
Side-by-side on our loungers talking,
basking in the late afternoon
sun, I lightly touch your
hand�look beneath
your sunglasses
Trying to get a glimpse at your marina-
-blue eyes. Aside our garden stand
two sturdy trees. I wonder:
Could we get the hang of
sharing a hammock?
Swinging softly in the balance, our life�s
gift to each other, I kiss you. Ice
melts, condensation builds, be-
-comes heavy. Big drops roll
down the side of the glass.
FALL 2008