Your Skin Is Pale Blue Moonlight Poem by Mark Heathcote

Your skin is pale blue moonlight
I've only to touch you and
Smell your perfume in the dark
To lose my mind be totally succumb.

And ghost to ghost lose my chains
Drift in and out your eyes
Your heart and soul
Like so many other sailors, seasick.
Drop anchor, only wishing-
To find my sea legs again and sail-on
Leave this harbour
In a real tempestuous, hot tropical tempest.

Guided only by the pale blue moonlight
Arms oaring, frantically delirious…
Like a man drowning without a fear
I'll throw myself overboard for your love.

Yes, I've only to kiss her salty lips,
And the wind like a siren cries outside
Come in, come in
This emotion isn't a sea serpent or a sin.

It's just a wave that has a simple price
If you can't swim, you'll drown,
Drown in my skin,
In my pale blue moonlight blind.

Just breathe in my perfume
Just breathe in my perfume
Lose your mind be totally succumb.
Lose your mind be totally succumb and drowned.

And ghost to ghost-like lose your chains
Drift in and out of my eyes
With your heart and soul,
Lose all your inanition's and oar-
Oar your way back to shore, slow with me.