this River and that river
are the same river
even if we are miles apart
reflect the same sky
for the moods may swing
a different way
your river bank with
trees
mine with skyscrapers
yours rich with the
scent of pine
mine with the heavy exhaust
of barges and
computer trains
your river flows into
my River
though it takes some time
your water kissing my
water
and it is divine
your River mingling
with mine
for those few miles
where
both Rivers reach for
the sea
limbs entwined perhaps overheated
as they rub
your River and my River pressed together
chest to chest in an
endless caress
your River and mine becoming one
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