Sunday, June 19, 2011

navy blue

she rises clear above the range as
a silent moment brakes and
we focus on her flight

moving slowly, dressed in a strange
disguise of fog as
she changes in the night

your shadowed face is plain and as
predictable as her movements
shifting in and out of sight

the only color i see is navy blue,
swimming between me and you
turning quiet moments bright

sitting thigh-to-thigh
I glance your waning eyes
filled with sudden might

pressing your head against mine,
our eyes locked tight
a sweet kiss revealed
beneath her pale moonlight