Farewell

Years from now will you remember the way
The phosphorous waters caught the moonlight,
The sea possessing the heat of the day –
With joy? Or with a lingering dismay?

The water folding softly round my skin
Breathing the dewy air I felt baptised.
I turned my back on you, I waded in
The quiet was tainted by your chagrin –

The world was spinning me closer to him.