gilded nothingness slid past <br />on a deep contentment <br />that was found at last <br /> <br />silvered thoughts floated on the air <br />like a musical geisha's stare <br />as silent waves lapped <br /> <br />the sandy untouched shore <br />lit by gentle moonbeams <br />unveiling all that was there <br /> <br />the far horizon melted <br />sky, land and ocean <br />one unmoving emotion <br /> <br />when morning came <br />it seemed we departed there <br />the bright light of dawn <br /> <br />brought to that place <br />a deceptive form <br />that hid your formless face <br /> <br />the footprints on the sand <br />conceal where we sit still and <br />gilded nothingness slides past. <br /> <br />starfish dance beneath <br />as we sit hand in hand <br />upon that lovers beach.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sitting-in-the-moonlight/
