The Moon was a milky white
So round and so bright.
The Sea was serene tonight,
calmly glimmering in the moonlight.
Higher became the tide
as she found her feelings hard to fight.
The Moon only smiled
a warm, comforted smile.

"My dear," said The Sea,
"How thou gloweth so bright!
Thou art even brighter
than the stars in the sky!
O, what a beautiful sight..."
"Thou sayeth that every night"
The Moon replied
with a delighted sigh.

"But o, how I love
whenever we reunite!
Every word we exchange
is full of delight..."
The Moon remarked
As The Sea replied:
"And 'tis for those things
that makes me come here every night."

The Sun will soon rise,
Ere the tide will be too high;
"I must go," said The Moon.
"My sister shall take o'er the sky."
The Sea almost wept
but she gave her a sigh.
"All right then, my Moon,
I shall see thee next night."