Neptune

What’s right and what’s wrong?

Don’t you hold me too lightly to words

As I’ve rounded them off to the nearest of ten

For I gathered your body in envious capture in envious thought

Oh forgive me, oh gods or forgive me in fortune

Forgive me in feeling it out for myself

As I ought to have feelings for something as great as thou art

Some great white rose of youth

Your pleasure gives of my own heart

Generous portions wisely

Breaks of my own heart

I felt the arm’s length while I’ve gone on my own way

Conserve me, strange waters

Come and obey me, strange waters

Have it your own way

So if you won’t hold me, I have no objections

So if you won’t please me

I make no commands

So if you don’t trust me, it’s best if I drown