Wide Water
I
I found you
creek bound, beaming
water logged and sand-filled
wet shins
rough water
the flow and pull of you
over me
down and inside
we were wanderering
wanderers willing
wet skies and overcast
kissed you in the trembling air
II
I found you
beneath river rocks
the earth and stone and you
down and inside
arms like tree roots
hold me up high
we went through his home
but we didn't take much
just joy from being close
skipping logs and kids toys
treasure washed up with the tide
we could only take what we could carry
- C. Gunter
I
creek bound, beaming
water logged and sand-filled
rough water
the flow and pull of you
down and inside
we were wanderering
wet skies and overcast
kissed you in the trembling air
II
I found you
beneath river rocks
the earth and stone and you
arms like tree roots
hold me up high
but we didn't take much
just joy from being close
treasure washed up with the tide
we could only take what we could carry
- C. Gunter
