A Full Moon Dance

The energy draws you in. 

I stood and glared.

Clouds passed over. Mosaics of light glistened in the warm eve’s air.

It was time to move my boat.

Navigation lights on I shoved off. Puttering out of the marina, the symbol of the night opened my heart.

Not long after I dropped the hook my glare dazed back to the sky. Then the best thing happened.

A new pal pulled up with exterior speakers and with my transom as the dance floor the night played on.

So much of fun.
Dancing in the shadows of a full moon.