Nights filled with a moon that had roused herself fully out of the sea.
Tossing her silver bedclothes all around
Nights filled with stars.
The copper of the sky had deepened into a dark red.
Stuck in the middle of something much larger than you think.
Where a great gargantuan thing surround you.
It rode alongside you in the smooth swells.
Throughout the moonlight moment.
Two different kinds who have barely interacted interact.
Beauty. Metaphors. Wonders.
A silver spray bursts up into the air.
You can see its skin glistening white and black in the silver moonlight.
They are ripping the surface all around you
The dory rocks to the rhythm of the new swells
And its eye…its eye
But alas, they only let you touch them if you understand what they are saying to you.
You think it’s going to end happy.
You wish to get closer.
But just as you reach, you realize…
It’s gone.
You may see it again, maybe a century or two later
It’s still an achievement, however.
Even if you just only touched it
Tossing her silver bedclothes all around
Nights filled with stars.
The copper of the sky had deepened into a dark red.
Stuck in the middle of something much larger than you think.
Where a great gargantuan thing surround you.
It rode alongside you in the smooth swells.
Throughout the moonlight moment.
Two different kinds who have barely interacted interact.
Beauty. Metaphors. Wonders.
A silver spray bursts up into the air.
You can see its skin glistening white and black in the silver moonlight.
They are ripping the surface all around you
The dory rocks to the rhythm of the new swells
And its eye…its eye
But alas, they only let you touch them if you understand what they are saying to you.
You think it’s going to end happy.
You wish to get closer.
But just as you reach, you realize…
It’s gone.
You may see it again, maybe a century or two later
It’s still an achievement, however.
Even if you just only touched it