Come and see the girl I love
Sandy haired whispering curves
Her flesh as fair as His dove
Her soul the sun god reserves
One last shore from God to gods
Where every anchor is home
And no men may brandish rods
For all truths this beach will comb
Her lap warms Christians by day
And charms the savage all night
To God she says: Come and Stay
For the gods she bathes in light
And when the last twilight comes
She pulls the waves to her chin
In the stars she counts her sums
While drinking the sea foam gin
And I shall lie beside her
Together we search God’s face
While the gods offer us myrrh
Drown us in seaweed and lace
Fate is our beach blanket then
Wrapped as we are by the moon
Tides bewitching wistful men
And stripping the beach too soon