Night Ships
By David
© 2003

A chance encounter
Nothing planned
Two passing ships
Two seeking hands

A tender touch
A soft embrace
The brush of lips
A far off place

A gentle sea
A star filled night
Two ships that pass
Two souls in flight

The lilting swell
Of hopeful hearts
A longing gaze
The journey starts

Two ships draw near
On ocean blue
To common port
To haven, true

A whispered dream
A hope that’s shared
Lives cast adrift
Two souls are bared

A chance encounter
Happenstance
Two ships that pass
Through circumstance