The Lamprey

Even if to the waves you turn,
Yes, there also on the water you'll burn.

Even the sea-lamprey by the sun's hot beams,
Gets scorched and parched upon the waves,
Thus soothing moisture in the middle of the streams
To cool its skin, it too seeks and craves.

As mermaids beckon and their charms reveal,
You know the sea has its own special magic;
Ever reminding us that we need a new deal
Or recalling an old love that's gone tragic.

So dismiss the notion that by sailing away
You can forget your lover's thirst;
Will not some fresh love come your way
To torment you as hotly as did your first?

Love can be found even on the waves,
especially if you're aboard a Love Boat.