Running relaxed
In pine path blur
Toward the music
And laughter of friends;
Dark earth clods
Between my toes.

I leap into the air
And hover there
As the path
Becomes a stream.

Rose girl, half in
And out of water,
Rotates her gaze
As I approach.
She brushes
Rich wet snarls.
Her velvet lips smile,
Urge and beckon.

Swimming upstream,
Under water,
Youth arrives shimmering
To the surface
Fragile as a green glass snake.

Ripples break beams.
Shards of sunlight
Slice all our skins.