Green Water By Martin A. Egan

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Green Water By Martin A. Egan November 11th Armistice Day 2010

When the tired old desire for you comes around again
It brings memories, images of far-off quieter days
straggling from my ragged robin heart
These are magic, those moments remembered
Glorious Ones, yours and mine
Like the day we went far into the mountains And swam in a churning mountain pool
Looking down across a green deserted valley
From where we were then looking up to
Where the water fell from pool to pool
Like spoons arranged haphazard on a slope
I remember staring at my body
Reflected on the surface of green water
Water colder than I have ever felt
remember shivering
Not from cold but at seeing my naked body
Imaged and flicked back to me
By light on the surface of the water
And watching yours
Subside and slide
Along smooth green rocks
So green as to defy description
Rocks and water yellowed body
so polished as to deny all grip
And the water, the green water flowing
Like liquid glass in a deep swirl
About your torso
Clothing you in water
wrapping and protecting you
while caressing your breasts
Your shoulders and your flanks
Far more gently than any kiss or touch
Or even the little flowers I once placed upon your belly
Hoping they would root and feed themselves
Direct from your invisible heart
And later that same evening in your warm living room
Naked on the floor, you holding me
All my damaged exposed manhood
Every iota of distrust melting and pouring away
Like the fast green waters of our mountain river
Not merely procreative juices
But my long held frozen tears
Falling on your face when you asked if you could hold me
How like a child a man becomes
When broken parts are kissed
When Injuries are touched and opened
By the glittering light of Love.

  • martinaegandublin

    I remember staring at my body
    Reflected on the surface of green water
    Water colder than I have ever felt…