Sitting In The Moonlight Poem by David Taylor

gilded nothingness slid past
on a deep contentment
that was found at last

silvered thoughts floated on the air
like a musical geisha's stare
as silent waves lapped

the sandy untouched shore
lit by gentle moonbeams
unveiling all that was there

the far horizon melted
sky, land and ocean
one unmoving emotion

when morning came
it seemed we departed there
the bright light of dawn

brought to that place
a deceptive form
that hid your formless face

the footprints on the sand
conceal where we sit still and
gilded nothingness slides past.

starfish dance beneath
as we sit hand in hand
upon that lovers beach.