I remember your silhouette on Dyes InletAgainst the silver sheen of a moon like painted glassUnder stars out on a pier; a celestial sphereWe were weightless as the waves that disappearedNorthern lights filled our skiesEmpty nights synchronizedWe shared a clove cigarette on the parapetAs the TVs glowed from the windows of the model homesAnd I'd never be that close again to your lips and perfect skinAs the tide receded into the unknownNorthern lights filled our skiesEmpty nights synchronized
