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; we were comfortable.
That the hour was so late
Was inconsequential.
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