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By willtobe1 Date: 2006 Sep 05 Comment on this Work [[2006.09.05.11.12.30903]] |
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... At a lone seaside cabin At the dusk of an evening Arriving all worn out From talking and laughing, drinking and eating And the dwindling day Makes the glow from inside Light the porch like the prow of a Mystery Ship Afloat on a high-rolling sea of dark waves As if poised to sail off to some starry domain And yet... drifting, a little uncertain, a little off course Since we who are guiding this cruise of the night Find ourselves all at once rather timid and shy In the uncharted waters of just you and I... ... Back out on the porch in the balmy salt air With a lifting wind stirring your still damp edged hair We stand at the rail looking somewhere out there Over white-capping seas lit by million-star skies And the pearl-silver glow of a moon soon to rise All reflecting in brightly anticipant eyes That I suddenly find are turned upward to mine And dancing, As if to the tune of a barely heard chime: "Now's the time now's the time now's the time now's the time..." |