We walk the covered steel foot bridge above
the wide green rippling Neckar. I’d dich asked
To click film pictures. Sunshine spread on us,
on graypaint rail, on slouch-slung barge – all basked.

Your redshapes sleeveless breeze-bent summer dress.
My poofy khakis and whatever else.
I’m taking pictures of us for the rest,
because we’re big deals – say I. Your laugh felt

like sharp fun upward-curving. And my hopes
ascend. Glubglub eyes don’t process ‘nopes’.