Not All At Sea

I can’t think
they’re a couple
who’d visit the pub
and sit down in their own miserable bubble,
each clutching a singular drink,
both lost in a hostile silence,
perhaps one staring ahead,
maybe the other
with their head in a book
or engrossed in a screen.
I’m sure you’ve seen such a scene
and know just what I mean.
(Ah, there but for the grace…).

But here these two are,
side by side,
by the tide,
sharing the sea.

It sparkles for them.
See?