River Walk

I strolled along the river bank
to see what I could see.
As I gazed into the water,
my reflection appeared to me.
I marveled at the beauty of
each movement I made.
As I danced upon the water
what a magnificent charade.
I pretended to be an erotic
dancer.
And waltzed around and
around
Finally from exhaustion
I fell upon the ground.
My fantasy was over
I was back to the real me.
As I strolled along the river
to see what I could see.

by Jo Traxinger

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