The ocean breeze was beckoning.
The salt was on my tongue.
I shed my clothes and jumped inside.
Just like when I was young.
I swam out in the darkened sea.
The moon provided light.
It shone upon the rippled waves.
And danced in silent night.
Then something brushed against my toes.
The touch was feather soft.
And then I felt it once again.
Within the ocean waft.
I dove inside and reached around.
And found my midnight pearl.
That night the sea bestowed a gift.
I was the lucky girl.
For Russell Spivey's contest 'Midnight Pearl', by Samia Ali Arroyo, on April 15, 2012