YOUNG THE GIANT-ISLANDS

Five days
Underwater
Near your island
Off the coast
I know
Five ways
You were my lover
Incantations
Of the tide
In rhyme

Oh, out in the glow I’ll find you waiting
Oh, has it been so long now, I
Oh, I thought you knew that I’d be coming
The way you move, a foreign groove, at night

I could never
I could never hold you

Watch it rise and where you hide your pearls
Feel the tide low where you cast those stones you wear
When no one’s home, do they feel cold on your bones
All the years I’ve missed your warmth,
Have you missed my warmth?
On your island

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