As the two of them searched the horizon for whales
leaning over the rail, he looked at her profile.
She was always so regal and yet
He took some pictures of her,
when she thought again
of his shredded heart.
Yet he was a knight
teaching her strength
in spite of the bleeding.
They turned again to the sea
the joy to continue,
and saw the horizon did indeed,
go on forever.
She pointed her face upward
in the New England sun,
as they found
each other’s hands,
in the light.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
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