You were a vision that night
That numinous night
On that beach;
Under the moonlight.
The sea gleamed and shimmered;
A million shards of broken light
Danced and glimmered
To the sway of the ocean’s breath.
Framed by the ocean blue.
In that little polka-dot red dress;
Your perfect hazel hued face
With a cobalt flower in your tress.
The waves lapped a frothy rhythm;
The silver moon shone on your delicate hands;
The breeze whispered a sweet strum
over the inky grey sands.
Dipped in the monochrome of that night
Our love birthed and took first flight.
A perfect scene:
Sacred, holy, chaste
A perfect vision:
As the prophets of old were graced.
A perfect instant:
A gem floating in eternity.
A perfect moment:
When the universe paused for me.