We set sail on a sliver of star shine
Stitched into dusk with scent of moonflower.
The sun had made a slow surrender, its heat
Subsiding as we marked more than one
Forgotten anniversary with this long-delayed
Trip…away from phone calls, meetings, the
Press and stress of professional duties.
When we married, I promised to
Follow his dreams—perhaps an
Archaic template for matrimony, but
I was consumed by surprising passion…
How easily the heart can bend when
Softened by the tenderness of strength and
Character which have nothing to prove.
We scan the perfect indigo sky
Together, arm in arm.
I don’t like sailing, never have—
But if these are our final hours,
I will slip from life, my heart filled
Only with love’s gratitude.
©Jael Sook, 2017 All rights reserved.
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