You were happy
tonight beneath that
tipsy moon
your crinoline waltz
of magical tune,
up and down, in and out
swishing swashing swooning
about.
Those skirts
tousling as taffita silk
gathering up the
rock clingling wilks...
oh gentle Lady is the sea
I shall listen again
tomorrow night for thee.
Flitter, flutter, flouncing tide
glide slowly to my shore
like an unfurling flag.




Somehow, this poem reminds me of the song, "Lady in Red" by Chris Deberg.
So touching!! Best wishes in the contest!! 
9 old applause
