River Song

We walked down by the river,

The smell of the Savannah marsh

Thick in the air,

Twilight heavy on our shoulders.

 

Glances shy with infatuation,

The first stirrings of love

Whispering through our hearts.

 

Oh, the beauty of that day!

Wish I could tuck it inside

To live again and again.

 

Young colts unsteady,

But aching to learn

The rules of this complicated game.

 

Grazing hands,

Then grazing lips,

With soft sighs

Held and released,

All to the sounds of the river

Dancing past our feet.