Head on my pillow, I close my eyes
And familiar visions flood my brain:
You, beneath the wide-smiling moon,
Twirling, hands up, through the sea-foam.

Yet, you take nothing from Selene.
Your mouth has its own light
Brightening my soul with every kiss,
Bathing me with every smile.

Holding your face, I realize
I am no sailor—
I could do without the sky.
Your eyes are all I need to guide me home.