long, black, curly hair back until I kiss her, and then we are lost
in time by a lake, both of us here and nowhere else entirely.
She places my hand on her breast plate, holds it
there, and my heart cracks, veins of lightning
coursing over its surface, dying to escape, but I am too shy
right then and its too soon to tell her.
Instead, we climb into a hammock, dangling from a tree
over the water, and melt together into a world
previously unknown- glimpses of blue sky, turquoise and navy satin
parachute cloth walls, soft skin, wet kisses, hands exploring,
teasing, moaning- we are inside
an ethereal, pleasure dipped haven, as we rock slowly
back and forth, an excited cocoon, transforming
into something new, together at the edge of Müggelsee.
