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.