when the moon is high
we could sail from Aspendale
over the waters of the bay
let’s aim for Sorrento
or Point Nepean
the stars will shine above
and in reflection
from the restless waves
wind and salt on your face
the taste and feel of adventure
for you and me
take the tiller
while I stand in the bows
aim left of the channel lights
and sail away let’s
sail away tonight
when the moon is high
© Frank Prem, 2002
Lovely
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