Made Of Water

Suspended above Time on a little rickety bridge that almost touches the water we watch time & time again as water caught & curved by rocks & boulders forms a woman & then un-forms her here breasts appear and then float away there the curve of a hip and faster now there her Sex urgent & demanding shaping & un-shaping itself. “Reminds me of me! ” You say. “Yeah...” I say “...all the way! ” We return to the hotel where we recreate Mother Nature. Me all hard rock & boulder you a woman made of water.