It was embarrassing asking if it was the moon out there
and more so, that it had given me a fright
sitting as it did
low on the sea - pink and full and only just visible
but I wasn't sure -nor sure that I cared to know
as if it might come at me
being level - as we were
each at the edge of the sea, or so it seemed
me on my side, she on hers
and she - so much more equipped, round as she was
to tumble over the sea
careening in pink voluptous bounces
dwarfing sails, and children, fast and effortlessly
and putting out the day.
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