Undine And Underwater Flowers (My Fruit Psychobells... A Seed Combustible, 1999)
The waves speak quietly to me When the tempest sleeps deep beneath. I wish that I could give to you The sun before it weds the west. My tears mingle soft with the sea Though I dream that you could taste them. Lay with me our bridal bed Dance a moonlit path thereon Lay with me above the dead That drift with tides kiss upon. My undine beauty, thou hast seen The coral kingdoms, silence, peace The moon and stars I would forsake To gaze into thy starry eyes The azure sky seems not so deep As azure oceans, amidst sleep.