Wedding Reading: Echo
I think I was searching for treasures or stones
in the clearest of pools
when your face …
when your face,
like the moon in a well
where I might wish …
might well wish
for the iced fire of your kiss;
only on water my lips, where your face …
where your face was reflected, lovely,
not really there when I turned
to look behind at the emptying air …
the emptying air.
- Carol Ann Duffy