a foolish arrangement

• christabel strips
  and slips like a dream
  breaking ice with arms that gleam with pain
  disdain...
  she throws her head
  and glides against the stream
  throwing me her bravest smile
  defiant
  glittering
  shivering guile
  "catching a cold is quick this time
  but fish?... fish may take a while..."
  
  christabel dips and slips from me
  and hand pushed deep inside is suddenly free
  triumphant
  reluctantly
  struggling six legs held up for me to see
  
  "don't be scared
  it's nothing new
  it's the same old game; only fun with two..."
  but fast and over and over
  "i can't play this game with you"
  
  everything she tries to tell me
  leaves me open mouthed and still
  foolishly arrange tomorrow
  the way i always will
  
  christabel trips
  and grips my hand
  but never to be saved
  for a second i understand
  and i fall with her...
  
  "i'll never leave you
  love you
  see you change into the man i want
  but it's not for long this thing
  it's not for long..."
• (bkz: samuel taylor coleridge)