Dancing at midnight
firelight flickering off
the deep green of your eyes
my grey wisps of hair
doing a little waltz
on your tweed jacket,
We will be laughing
with the memory of
those Hawaiian deluges,
the way the dolphins
leapt and twisted
around each other's
smooth, lithe bodies,
imagining we, too,
have again the entire ocean
waiting for our adventure.
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