Ships in the Night

In the dark of night,
how could it be so
wrong, yet seem
so right.

Blushing rose wine,
kisses divine, loving
in the spring time.

Burning anticipation,
longing, yet fear and
reservation.

Discreet rendezvous’
in out of way places.
Small cafes, bars
and strange faces.

Rumors, whispers,
prying eyes, we
must tell lies.

Then one day she was gone,
and the infatuation died as quickly
as it was born, but it still leaves
my heart torn.

After all these years,
that secret lover continues
to haunt my reverie.

But a celebration of love it
was never ours, you see.
Just two ships passing in
the night on the high sea.
Fate…
that’s all it was meant to be.

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2003

Ships in the Night

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