On waves of midnight blue -
  We shoved off in the boat -
It mattered not where to -
  Anywhere at a casual knot.

We entered a world of darkness
  None but us could see -
One of two black firmaments
  Distinguished by a cool breeze

And then - cradled by whitecaps -
  We kissed; we were comfortable.
That the hour was so late
  Was inconsequential.