Slow Dancing on the Sea

                                     Gentle waves and gentle sways

                               Accompany me and my trusted dance partner

                          For our daily dates

                    Slow dancing on the sea

                          Even after our decades-old love affair,

                    She still dresses in her finest whites, her brightest fiberglass

                          All for me

                                  Isn’t she lovely?

                     She has a habit, my dearest, of whirling me in her arms

             I lean into the crests and fall back with the troughs

     Up and down and up

And down

     We spin and twirl across the floors

          In our radiant routine

               The colorful schools applaud our skills

                    Splashing gifts of turquoise to dwell about the deck

               The brine is my heart’s hydration

                     On my sailboat, my beautiful sailboat

                              Her devotion swallows me whole

                                    Like the estuaries of our quarters

                         She is forgiveness, a joyful adornment on my soul

                 Send my correspondence back to my beloved

        I’m never going home, no

I’m never going home