Dripping wet,
from the ocean below,
your eyes met mine;
a quick glance we stole.

Later as the sun
was setting in the sky
I found you again,
the object of my eye.

Then the moon rose
as the stars began to shine
and I’d thought I lost you
until your hand slipped into mine.

© AUtumn Siders 2015

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