Surprise
I was flowing with the river
Saw you
at the bend before the fork
fighting upstream
struggling against the current
I laughed aloud
One with the water, the bubbling, the wind
As we neared each other
You reached for me
We both plunged into the wet
And were pulled passionately
Down the tributary
I would not have chosen
N.Freeman 2016
N.Freeman 2016
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