Long afloat on shipless oceans I did all my best to smile 'Til your singing eyes and fingers Drew me loving to your isle
Did I dream you dreamed about me? Were you hare when I was fox? Now my foolish boat is leaning Broken lovelorn on your rocks, For you sing, "Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow: O my heart, O my heart shies from the sorrow"
I am puzzled as the newborn child I am troubled at the tide: Should I stand amid the breakers? Should I lie with death my bride? Hear me sing, "Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you: Here I am, here I am, waiting to hold you" More from The Third And The Mortal