Moonlight With Galway Hookers

Came sunset on the water,

silent as ancient graves,

rolling with the hidden moon

comes softly rocking waves;

gliding sliding side by side,

our red sails slowly fill,

the secret moon calls us on,

as clouds hang thick and still;

the Galway shore fades away,

a moonlit course appears,

my landlocked soul sighs content:

set free, my fever clears;

with slicing bow, every roll

between water and wind,

moonlight guides our destiny,

sailing sailing onward.

© 2015 ACG