Swan breast of Love
Beating against the feathered
rose of a heart.
With a winded sail passing beneath
its soft n'white, curving of a pattern -
from the water to the sky.
Arched and spoken
the swurved neck risen,
broken, into a cleaning of a wing.
Wading the waters, where the soft
bodies cling -
to a ripple & a smooth glisten
of a raindrop,
in a circle,
a swim -
Toward a slanted mysterious kohl eyed veiling
of a swans dewy morning tailing
a floating & a fish scaling
of rocks and time,
a watery mine, folded into the shape
of a swans neck,
mirroring a kidney shaped pool.