Neptune’s daughter, sea salt spring
Drowning in you as I breathe you in
Arching your back towards the moon
Scooping you up not a moment too soon
Shedding the tears that once you shed
Rocking you on my sea salt bed
Downwards we plunge to sink or swim
Deeper below and further in
The crash of the wave; gasping, shaking
Up for a breath, the surface breaking
Clawing you back as she sucks and swallows
The tide is too strong; she leads, she follows
Under the water but still afire
Souls songs sung by fathomless desire
Weightless now as we drift together
Rain lashed siren; strange heavy weather
Storm blows on throwing up new treasure
Each shell and stone our hearts do measure
The grit in the oyster has borne us a pearl
Beautiful, wet, wild, ancient, young girl