The Cabin By The Water

We had planned to swim in the lake. But the morning of
You tell me, with tired eyes, that you can’t face it.
All my limbs ache. My eyes feel heavy.

If you can put your arms around me and clasp
Your delicate hands behind my back
I will do the same: I will cling to you like life.

As we gently bob around in the water, two mismatched apples
The worry lines on your forehead begin to smooth.
I lightly kick my feet, and tethered, we move

Where you go
I go too.