I stood knee deep in the sea
I saw gods coming towards me
All came and kissed, all kissed
It was for friendship.

It was a hot day
The sea
Lapped to my knees
And kissed me.

All the gods were old friends
I knew them from long ago
They kissed me each after each and went
In friendship.

Kissed me on the lips
Held me to them
Set me again in the knee-deep sea
And went, in friendship.

Then came out drawing a boat after him
He set me in the boat
He set me on his knees in the boat, kissing me.
It was not for friendship.

Oh how happy this day was
All day in his arms I was,
But not for friendship.

A little breeze drew now from the land
Bringing a smell of poppies
And on his head, was poppies
And in his hand, poppies
And on his lips when he kissed me
A taste of poppies.

Sleep or Death, Sleep or Death kissed me,
Not for friendship.

You do not kiss one for friendship?
No, for welcome,
To welcome one home.