Leap
She looked a little pensive
standing on the pier,
wonder of the passing boats
traveling so near.
Her clothes were shed,
a magnificent spread,
thought robin for his bed.
No time to weep,
she took a leap,
for uncontrolled desire.
She looked a little pensive
standing on the pier,
wonder of the passing boats
traveling so near.
Her clothes were shed,
a magnificent spread,
thought robin for his bed.
No time to weep,
she took a leap,
for uncontrolled desire.
Samuel DiPaola 
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