Two Sailors on the Beach

He wears in his heart

A fish from the china sea

At times one sees it crossing

Diminished in his eyes

Being sea man he forgets

Bars and oranges

He looks at the water

He had a soapy tongue

He washed his hands and was still

Level world hilly sea

A hundred stars and his ship

He saw the balconies of the pope

And the golden breasts of the cuban girls

He looks at the water