Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,Turned around backwards so the windshield shows.Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.Still, it`s so much clearer.I forgot my shirt at the water`s edge.The moon is low tonight.Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.I`m not sure all these people understand.It`s not like years ago,The fear of getting caught,Of recklessness and water.They cannot see me naked.These things, they go away,Replaced by everyday.Nightswimming, remembering that night.September`s coming soon. I`m pining for the moon.And what if there were twoSide by side in orbitAround the fairest sun?That bright, tight forever drumCould not describe nightswimming.You, I thought I knew you.You I cannot judge.You, I thought you knew me,this one laughing quietly underneath my breath.Nightswimming.The photograph reflects,Every streetlight a reminder.Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.
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