Lovers by Dante Dapolonia 2011 two lovers stand on a bridge or perhaps beneath a tree on a hillside just there watching

g the clouds or the water flow by so reflected blue within blue of sky and distance silver light rippling they feel the warmth one from the other of flesh soft skin taut muscles remembered and thought again in anticipation the light from the clouds sky water flowing by is older worn and battered travelled more than they care to know they dance slowly one to the other spinning of frail necessity all things of time becoming light and breath the warmth of lovers on a bridge or beneath a tree just there