Member Poem

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.