April

by Nicholas
(Canada)

Like a man in silent meditation,
he slowly counted
each second that passed.
As if her body was affecting time itself,
he grasped at her figure
like an hourglass
whose sand playfully fell
and added to itself
in an infinite cycle of rebirth.
Her movements flowed
and moved beneath his fingertips
like water,
and his will was hers
to grasp and hold.