Femme Fatale

how simply
this river flows
winding its way
through the meadows
how simply
this river flows
holding a full embrace of wheat
before us
how simply
it carries our obedient
and trusting
bodies
***
like that girl
asleep in a red shell
rocked by the waves
in the moonlight
you sleep peacefully in his arms
I kiss the dark dried rose
in secret
its petals flaking
o, never no one
a girl asleep in a red shell