Two Sailors On The Beach
Marc Almond
He wears in his heart A fish from the China Sea At times one sees it crossing Diminished in his eyes Being sea man he forgets Bars and oranges He looks at the water He had a soapy tongue He washed his hands and was still Level world hilly sea A hundred stars and his ship He saw the balconies of the pope And the golden breasts of the Cuban girls He looks at the water