having times

seeped by a stream a crossing well hidden
proud pride like lion grips food
graceful jumping like reflected light on watches
i havent had times
edging towards the forwards
youve smiled and grasped along
as we silent spoke of curious thought
about our two bodies going
ahead and onto what we might become
but now im seeping into a stream
carrying you ill keep you above surface
just tell me about the beauty of the world
as i fight my treads in place
but perhaps youll jump on banks as passing
and walk down paths unworn
but on my back ill hold you up and listen as you sigh