Swoon

there’s now a fire in my heart
your initials carved there like onto the bark of a tree 
just after seeing your eyes look at me that way

i’m floating weightless as if on a stream
there’s an urge to fly out of my skin 
it would seem i’m in love… or lust

watching your trim figure in the lake
as you swim the breaststroke
pulling yourself onto the dock, my mouth drops wide

suggestively you lean in towards me       
your arm wrapping around my waist
i’m not sure if i’m even present anymore