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.
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Author:
Amy Michelle Mosier (
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- Published: September 4th, 2023 13:29
- Category: Love
- Views: 4
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