My Island
You shall stand on a rock in the darkness
Naked and shining with beauty.
And I shall sit by the water and gaze on you
And as you come gliding through the mists,
Struggling out of the night’s black mouth,
I shall rush to you and embrace the moon.
You shall lie on the rock like the crest of a wave
White and vague in the distance.
Your hair shall play over you like a sunbeam