on heavy eyes the full moon cast gilded shadows

swan path shafting seductive to the shore where

she dropped her clothes and entered liquid light

jewelled feet icy lustrous pale arms high uplifted

 

now wide eyes of unwavering clarity enraptured

dream-wooing  dream-possessed  she sank gleaming

to her knees in the bitter midnight water open palms

thrust upward - reaching - offering - beseeching –

 

through her hands she felt sweet vines tumble upon

white breasts mellow blossoms shining wetly eyes

fixed the blinding  moon enchanted  ravished  black

mass mounted the shuddering lake a nervous breeze

 

whipped the water invisible leaves slipped  into gobbling

waves drooling tongues licking  snatching at her frail

nakedness pushing silken thighs against hunched rocks

aghast she reared from their sucking mouths stumbled

 

back to shore where

trembling uncontrollably

she folded her clothes

over her mind

 

 

Cynthia Buell Thomas