Sunday, October 12, 2008

Carry

I want to carry you
and for you to carry me
the way voices are said to carry over water.

Just this morning on the shore
I could hear two people talking quietly
in a rowboat on the far side of the lake.

They were talking about fishing,
then one changed the subject,
and, I swear, they began talking about you.

-Billy Collins

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