JILL
I remember the press
of your bodyon mine
and theslow heat
we generated
the low, slow heat
like carbon into diamond
like fern into flesh
great swamp creatures
mating and I love it
I loved it
the push of your great
thigh, push and sigh
I could gauge the
pressure by your eyes
I saw you start to
come a million years ago
back in the Pleisocine
and I caught up with you
in the here and now
and now and now and now
the long slow wave
we rode in together
bodysurfing like two great dinosaurs