Slow Dancing On The Sea Poem by Caroline Green

Gentle waves and gentle sways
Accompany me and my trusted dance partner
For our daily dates
Slow dancing on the sea

Even after our decades-old love affair,
She still dresses in her finest whites, her brightest fiberglass
All for me
Isn't she lovely?

She has a habit, my dearest, of whirling me in her arms
I lean into the crests and fall back with the troughs
Up and down and up
And down

We spin and twirl across the floors
In our radiant routine
The colorful schools applaud our skills
Splashing gifts of turquoise to dwell about the deck

The brine is my heart's hydration
On my sailboat, my beautiful sailboat
Her devotion swallows me whole
Like the estuaries of our quarters

She is forgiveness, a joyful adornment on my soul
Send my correspondence back to my beloved
I'm never going home, no
I'm never going home