It is cold outside, not even
a stray ray of sunshine to
lift the gloom, the landscape
is doomed – as is my soul
unless you send me magic
words to lift my eyes beyond
this little world
You went off to work, whistling,
ready to tackle the dolphin problem,
looking forward to study the great
white, whales and manta rays –
everything sounds so exciting
simply because your enchanting
eyes confer magic on them
Come home, my beloved, after
your work is done, come and listen
to my song, come and study the
things I have done, I’m a marine
animal also, I am your clown fish
to make you laugh forgetting all
about duty and work and
In showing me how excellent
a lover you can be!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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