In an ocean of life we swam

Different seas and rivers

Other Suns and birds 

Above our skies 

There was plenty of time

To feel the cold water

But the queer hand of fate 

Would drink a toast

And neither hook or star 

Could wipe the  grin

That kiss

From this face

You man

Teach me the courage

That love is the soul of our existence

Something three nations could not spoil

I am skinless



Drained of doubt

I throw my fish 

In your pan

To watch it