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                One Tree Island 


                           holding my eye
                           she undoes her blouse
                           my strict attention
 
                   an arch smile
                   then photons clothe her 

                   wavelets lapping toes
                   the forest lake
                   there to receive her

                   wading out
                   till her breasts float
                   voices

                   diving under
                   a flash of bare bottom

                   she waves
                   from the one tree island
                   an exaltation of larks
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       in a shade of pines along the lake's edge
                  I clothe her
                  in a bikini of kisses

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