Tell you about the sea, by a full moon

My bark, it’s crest, races the sea

Are we at sea, you and me

Are we, you and me and sea, three?

And tossed together, tossing eyes at sea?

I across at you, you to me?

I’d like to know all three, if there were any certainty

If the fever of love, would just stop

Tossing me, into maddened,

Moonlit poetry,

Wrote on a purple sea