what noise does
the ocean make
except to slap
and lap
against a wooden hull
or break upon
a silent shore?
left to itself
it rolls and runs
silent, wordless
keeping a thousand
mysteries
unuttered
and singing
only when stirred
by a wind or a sail
a silent sea
promises nothing
expects everything
but yields up treasures
as quietly as she takes them
and yields up pleasures
as joyfully as she makes them
she thought
and i said
and she wanted
and i argued
and we agreed
on tomorrow