water moves over you, taking small bits
& particles of dirt & plant life along.
you are the place in the river that is
shallow, sandy, devious. your smile
beckons but your position constantly
changes. one day i think i am touching
the soft mud bottom of you, lined with smooth
stones that shine in the sun & i am glad
to have such a good & beautiful friend.
the next day you have changed. you slide out from
under my feet. i fall to my knees &
am cut by the sharp stones hiding
under your sparkling flow. bright red blood
disperses in the water. i swim back
to shore, your wet laughter loud in my ears.