imagine.

gracious neck,

smooth and carved,

black and white,

connecting two parts

both tug at your gut

and your brain follows

the lines that lie

up and down

soul mate,

you think,

look at her,

you believe

in God,

his judgment,

in yourself
in her

across the water she tilts

her body drops

in water,

you wish you were

the soft face

gently gasping for air

rising out and above

in concentration

in thoughts,
unclear,
in her,
you wish you were.