The Stream by William Marsland.

[addy]

Very picturesque

It was the wet spring of 67
from behind that big old willow tree.
Trembling at the thought
of you noticing me through
its weeping tentacles. don't really like weeping tentacles as a descriptor... to me it sounds like a bog. But maybe that's just a taste thing
Trembling
because I hoped you would.

I saw you standing at the water’s edge
a seductive breeze
pushed against the floral print of your dress
Your outline excited me so much. I like the word outline, but... I wish I could explain why the rest of this line sounds clumsy to me. maybe that was intentional, to sound straightforward and awkward?
I hugged you
through the light-dappled leaves Liked this line

You twirled, and swirled and danced
to and fro along the bank.
Unaware that I, though unmoving
also danced a step or two and then Did you mean that you danced metaphorically, or you were unmoving metaphorically? I don't think you can dance and not move
the dancing stopped.
With arms outstretched
as though to catch the distant sun.
you stepped into the silvered cool
till it lapped against the pertness of your breasts

My eyes and thoughts transfixed.
I hugged that tree so tight
no subtle thought of mine
had room to breathe
as closer to the bank you came
then splash! And splash! Again.
You sat within the willow's reach
and splashing, called my name. Loved this ending