Gesticulated

I knew it was coming
coming like the second

seconds ticking away

and me
going through

threw it away.

Quietly
shshshshshsh…
a low tide motion

under the veneer of
“ i Love You’s “
body surfing
as far as the wave
would take us;

but at low tide?

I suppose
only one of us
was going;

I’m  opposed
to the notion
only one us
was going
through
 the motions.



**Sigh. . .
Feeling thrown. . .
for a ride
or
loop
(noose)