A Midsummer Night’s Dream

A wave awash
upon your hip;
held hands ‘n
written words…

Bath-stone built
up about the
natchrul Avon’s
course ‘n curves…

Eve’s sweltering:
in th’crescent’s shade,
shared’s moment-
ary life…

O’er riverrun,
in outstretched arms,
passes the
loneless night…

Image credit – Visit Bath