Caribbean Moon
Water is a wonderful dance floor
We fly – On surfaces sheened with
Ascension Monster Big and no more
Blue black sky. Black sea
Caribbean Moon is missing in action
I put my hand in hers, placed
a gentle kiss upon opened lips
and she shuddered quite pleased
with the vision of the Caribbean
Moon rising gently over my shoulder
Peeking sweetly as clouds revealed
enjoined us as we enjoined ourselves