Beyond atolls and old blue seas
Along the silver streaks of moonlight
An island stands, alone and proud
A dot in space, not to be found
In this place, we’re lost in time
Unspoiled by the world’s turmoil
Deeply in love, slowly sinking…
Moved by a strong current
A persistent underflow
This tide… a different kind
It’s impossible to define
It’s the two of us, but unified
An undertow… of you and I.