A river in autumn

Is anyone looking?
Does anybody care?
I am transparent to the core.
My heart wandering
in never-ending days.
Sometimes I stop where
the river flows and the
boats are launching.
I think of you and
that salt-sea tide.
Full of intimate whispers
and tints of sweet lust.
On this autumn day,
how brief my moment.
Yet, so happily formed.

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