It hung brilliantly like an eternal shrine,

Serene, majestic, liquid, divine.

Brighter than usual it shone,

Far away and alone.

There came inside of me a desperate longing,

For my heart's true maiden that is you.

I stared up at this ornament of Heaven

And was blue.

In my mind's eye I saw your angelic face:

Beautiful, a work of art, a god, a dream.

You stood in perfect poise of the sea.

And stared hauntingly o'er at me

As if I were a total stranger, a phantom.

I beckoned unto you with outstretched hands,

But you just smiled and laughed

And turned into a statue made of sand

That the waves came and washed away.

I jumped in after you and was swallowed up.

My heart and soul could not resist such a thirst

And your love has at last filled my cup.