It's dark, we're playing hide and seek and shy <br />you are and water-wrapped and sly I be. <br />And I can smell your scent - metallic, chthonic <br />and I can see a flash of lidded eyes <br />like bashful moons and I can feel you pleat <br />the pond and make the rushes shiver, ‘…PLONK…' <br /> <br />and I can want your pulse and skittish bones <br />and filmy skin and seep to slip between <br />my scaly lip and sweet frissons will throng <br />inside my throat from all your twiggy toes. <br />I love you Pogglebonk.<br /><br />Diane Hine<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-night-time-game-curtal-sonnet/
