look remote out of reach
on the river when afloat
and you view from the bridge
folks down on the boat!

the sun is just past prime
ripples shine silver bright
on a noon yellowed lime
tinting eyes in dream light!

bares her chest muddy shore
to the water on the glide
**** she would stay no more
when the moon pulls the tide!

can't hold long mote of space
soon the river meanders right
leaving echoing emptiness
when the boat passes out of sight!