Driving top down in moonlight

Criss-crossing coastal curves

Measuring miles like inches

Second light then cul-de-sac

Circled slowly second gear

Parking, pacing, pondering

A knock? A note? Another night?

Unsuspecting she

Slips across the floor

Out the foyer door

Sashays to the swing

Silhouette invites my shadow

Shifting softly the wind sings

Silent steps, porch boards bow

Sending signals sensing souls

Skipping heart whispers start

Weren’t you always mine?