Matthew John Conley Minneapolis mn  Ocean Poem The world wished us good night & we were the ocean &we got it right &the moonlight lay still upon our faces in so many drops of water & we lay low & deep & sleeping & smiles broke over our lips like the slow river upon the rocks & our eyes rolled & swelled & reached out towards the shoreline the pull of the moon & our dreams lay still beneath the stars & you dove right in & made your way deep down to mossy skin & then rose to the surface to shake the salt water out of your hair & you looked to the shoreline & saw me sleeping there & you raised your face to the moon which lay broken in pieces upon your cheeks & forehead & suddenly I was beneath you & you ran your arms & legs through & around me & your smile broke over your lips like a slow river upon the rocks & we were a million fish wriggling in a million oceans & you & I were an ocean poem if there is such a thing. Copyright, MJC, 1998