the sunset
more beautiful
than your smile
but not your kiss
and not your smile if
it was next to the sunset
after setting up the tent
another naked swim
nudity at the campsite
another night alone
loons off the shore
do love
i wish i could
do love
the zipper on the tent and
the sleeping bag whisper
unrequited passion
the fire dies
the coal cooks the wood
and the fire comes back
the flashlight hangs
on a rubber band from
the peak of the tent
it is very quiet
but for the loons
swimming in the night