Moments: Cruising...

We sat, the wind was light and the glimmer on the surface was so like the glint of the black in her green where her depth was always apparent. She rested against me, her ear to my heart; my arms around her, my eyes adore her. Her narrow shoulders, not pressing, her weight, not heavy; she fitted into me perfectly. We watched, the passing was quite a sight and the beauty on the wharf was so bright like the the elegance of her. She spoke to me, her words in my ear; my thigh against hers, my mind attentive to her.