I swim beneath warm waters,
a shining stealth sea urchin skimming
like a cloud across the Monte Carlo moon.

I hold my breath below the buoyant
liquid glass
so still
it doesn't speak a single rush of
indigo below the evening-tinted sky.

The lights across the bay flutter,
mirrored against the hillside lit with diary eyes
inattentive keepers of lovers and liars
calling in and sending out like incandescent
signals beaming from the airstrip landing.

Stay with me here, follow the small of my back,
drunken with tiny freckles, dive

into a pool of blue, swim still
with me, hush -
for we were never far away from being alone.

16 apr 2000
M Madison