Intimate
Harvest half moon looms
The river's rush moans
as a woman giving birth
Needled trees exude perfume
The man reads Wang Wei to her
the exotic words turn erotic
He gently caresses fingertips
kisses her lips like a poem
Coyotes call to one another
near a lake once pregnant
now aborted by greed
The man and woman recall
A buck nibbles at the picnic
turf hush without tourists
His harem behind also graze
A bluebird flies in the azure sky
The Sequoia hovers
a giant with burnt bark
inverted triangle topped
Snow licks the ground
The woman fondles the tree's
spongy skin placing her face
against its ancient life
A tear of awe snakes
Ryfkah 11/21/04
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