Romance takes patience. More than a touch or a word,
a world is created where beauty and sensation
are under the same sail. Where every detail is tended to
before the ship is loosed into the wind—
That when that dark knife makes for the horizon, when it
cuts into the orange sky leaving behind a dreamy trail—
there is you and I, all the star-stirred water,
and the sound of the wind ruffling through our sail.