Breakwater Diary

On the breakwater in the summer dark, a man and a girl are sitting,
She across his knee and they are looking face into face
Talking to each other without words, singing rythms in
silence to each other.

A funnel of white ranges the blue dusk from an out- going boat,
Playing its searchlight, puzzled, abrupt, over a streak of green,

And two on the breakwater keep their silence, she on his knee.

*photo credit : Subkhan Ramadani