Golden grains beneath my claws,
whispers tide where moonlight draws.
I scuttle fast, then slow, then glide,
foam-white laughter at my side.
Shells like speakers pound the beat,
stars drop bass on silver feet.
We rave till dawn paints sky in blue,
sand still warm with neon dew.
Catch my wave, feel every sound—
earth and ocean spinning round.
In this moment we are free,
rave crab dancing endlessly.