Amy Michelle Mosier

On waves of midnight blue –

On waves of midnight blue –
We shoved off in the boat –
It mattered not where to –
Anywhere at a casual knot.

We entered a world of darkness
None but us could see –
One of two black firmaments
Distinguished by a cool breeze –

And then, cradled by whitecaps –
We kissed – you kept me warm.
That the hour was so late
Was inconsequential.