Sea Song

You look different every time you come

from the foam-crested brine

It's your skin shining softly in the moonlight

Partly fish, parly porpoise, partly baby sperm whale

Am I yours? Are you mine to play with?

Joking apart when you're drunk

You're terrific when you're drunk

I like you mostly late at night - you're quite all right

But I can't understand the different you

In the morning when it's time to play

at being human for a while

Please smile!

You'll be different in the spring, I know

You're a seasonal beast

Like the starfish that drifted with the tide, with the tide

So until your blood runs to meet the next full moon

Your madness fits in nicely with my own, with my own

Your lunacy fits neatly with my own - my very own

We're not alone...