Sitting on his lap, facing him. Aboard the San Francisco Ferry. The splash of loving waves. Beneath one, huge San Francisco moon. The magic touch of warm, grape- like kisses. Pounding hearts beating chest to chest. A night etched indelibly in memory this poet shares. The moonlight like a kindly priest, blessing them. On this most unusual holy, silvery, shimmering amorous event. ~Amen!~ June 29, 2019 11:45pm PST