in the museum, six doorways frame
the water lilies of Monet
in the most distant room.

"let’s walk INTO the painting"
you say laughing, daring
and arm in arm
we walk through six worlds

and only the edges of our eyes
peek and glance aside
at treasures within each room past

and all the people in our lives
we pass sideways
who are worlds.

we walk into the water
dance on the cloud that
floats under the lilies.

we two, dance deep
into each other’s eyes.