after making love we sit by the lake

by Diane Sahms-Guarnieri

{everything around us resonates intimacy
kayak’s paddle dipping  fingertips into,
out-of an eastward flowing rippled current
where mounds of tall curling ends of

grass surround the lake and teasing breeze
gently dances through long strands of
cascading leaves blowing loveliness like a
woman’s hair over ground’s breasted nakedness;

there is love in strength of sun’s energized
rays like broad shoulders of a man’s aura
moving its force over earth’s entire body;
sweltering warm it enters, streaming its

ejaculation of life into the deep inward reaches
of the lake, illuminations of tadpoles swimming
then doe and deer grazing, dappled by
idleness of clouds caressing, drifting}

in sky’s aftermath.