IMPRESSION OF THE CAPE
 
The breeze on the Cape is warm.
​The moon is full and all around us tiny waves
skip endlessly and glimmer.
The party on the shore is a distant sound
while you are close and very loud.
The moon is full and all around us tiny waves
skip endlessly and glimmer.

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​A version of this poem first appeared in Pennine Ink, #19 Summer.