The water laps against the shore

So kindly. How I wish to touch it,

But it burns my hand,

I cannot feel it, this warmness,

For me it is too hot.

I must back away.

A monster is in the deep—

A dragon that will burn me away—

How I long to meet him,

The master of this deadly sea.

Let me bathe with him,

To know him, his fiery scales,

Their scorching touch,

So that I might ignore

The blaze of the water.

Oh, that touch would be enough,

To prove and recognize,

That there are not merely waves present

To watch my red flames

Dance in the ravenous water.