Why Don't We Do It in the Road
Why didn't we? When we were young and could have
stopped traffic with our perfect bodies, our silken hair
and white teeth. Why didn't we dance naked on the balcony,
throwing our clothes to the gathering crowds or swim nude
through the pool's blue lights, our taut calves shimmering,
crossing our thighs and rolling, our breasts floating, our backs
muscled and shining.Why didn't we walk into every church
in the world, every synagogue, every mosque, and kneel down
facing one another and sing, my hands on your bare shoulders,
your hands on mine, the soles of our feet turned up, our ankles
pressed against the cold marble tiles.Time passes. Time falls.
Wind swims through a sea of grass. We sit on the porch
and watch horses amble through the striped trees.