Young in might,
Fleet of foot,
I danced by the sepia sea.
Their paddles light,
No slipstream shook
This gliding, glist’ning clarity.
Horizon bright,
To me they looked,
A picture of intimacy.
Begrudged by night,
How fast it took
This flirting silhouette from me!
©Philip Holden


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