One moment only and the waters quivered,
Aching with hunger,
Silk swathed translucent —
A vapour only stirring —
Draping bare her evanescent youth:
A naiad resurfaced, body a-blush.
In silent caress
His fingers lingered
Over the imprint of her shadow,
The woman of a moment past.
In thirst absconded.
Framed by a summer window,
In their lust, forgotten.
I crave to punish.
That letter. For his eyes only written.
So soon by her forgiven…
Grating spears of greensward
The feel of her dress,
Against the starkness of his thigh.
In seeing I cannot unsee.
A child no more, and yet a woman neither
Their consummated love tastes of betrayal
And rage becomes my all.
He stands accused. Imprisoned.
In jealous fury I’ve undone their world.
A lifetime to atone
And for their doomed fates punish