Oh, dearest one,
Daughter of the night,
I come clean, seeking an audience with you, divine.
I present my case in red, love, delight,
I give you my soul, a present—yours in might.

Oh, dearest one,
Mother of all seas,
I can't stay ashore; the waves are crushing me.
I will pay my fare—for love’s waves, my fee.
I will sway into the endless void of no sea.