The night was cold as death. The sea
Ran dark between us: you and I
Stood on passing ships. You saw me
From your deck, as my ship slipped by.
You on your deck, I upon mine,
And the sundering sea between.
Ship lights on deck made your eyes shine.
Lights fell on me—I, too, was seen.
For one brief moment there we stood,
Frozen in time, just you and me.
You threw me a look I understood—
A look as old as history.
Our ships dissolved into the night.
I went to my cabin and wept
For love denied and doomed delight.
All these long years that look has kept.
For one mad moment I was this:
Queen of magic and mystery.
I was the rose that lovers kiss,
The red, red rose of memory.