an stranger across the table

am lost
in mid ocean
on a gently heaving ship
i could be anywhere
though the first officer
brags his ability
to pinpoint on the charts
ship's position
on the ocean
plus or minus ten yards
but i feel lost
somewhere there
is a shoreline
inviting, safe

you smile
sit across
and listen to oldies
the music still plays
in my head
long after others have left

like all tomorrows past
another morrow will come
but here and now
please sit across
and smile with me...