Elopement

That afternoon as your pupil’s blue Reflected and magnified The water that rose and water that fell And we lay by rhythmic tide, You held me so I couldn’t tell The sea from the waves in your eyes Or either from the flood of blue That spilled across the skies. I sunk in you and, through and through, became no longer me. We rose and we fell as if we two might imitate the sea. No scouring ship nor plane that flew Would ever find me there: Sunken in you, awash in your blue By the shore of your sand-bright hair.