through mist and shadow
pales this candleless night
a sky upon the sea of shallow
sips her drink of melancholy
just out of sight
and the beach bows to the oceann's
frothy foam of cheer
a gallant gust of spray
gleefully greets
the latest star gazer
sigh and deep deep breath
tonight it would seem
the moon has her hands
utterly full
turning on a heel
the nautic show is just as suddenly
set aside
for much more private
more sensual persuits
namely men and their flesh so
masculine and real
to the dazzlements of flesh
see
the ocean and all her mystery
just can't compare
( written Aug 25, 2006 640 am)