Drowned

Reflection of the moon In the water pool So shiny and mysterious I try to touch it with my hand But it shies away And winks at me In a lustful way Seductively smiling In my face from far away I reach my hand again And catch the edge Of the reflection But it slips away Like a garden snake In to the depth Of shady darkness And from the bottom Entangled in the weeds Stares at me affectionately With a wide smile On a pale oval face I try to reach again With my fingertips And the reflection sinks Into even deeper darkness I lean over its’ Beautiful shiny face And lock it with my gaze I feel water with my skin My eyes my ears My heart my hair Suddenly I realize I am looking at the moon Through the depth of Its’ own reflection