I left the coast on a tiny blue and red rowing boat I left my shoes on the pier and jumped right in
I row to a beach and look along it in moonlight searching for those certain blue eyes that I only half-remember but all I see is strangers staring, why are they sunbathing at night?
I give up, row back to land the only sound is me pushing water I struggle up the rungs of the ladder
lose my footing fall then suddenly I don't know whether I made it up the ladder at all
(after-note: although it's never mentioned in the poem, I hope that it is obvious that this is about a dream. I trust the reader to have picked up on it)