MAKE SAFE THE WAVES.

The merman moved her to it,
He sent my fair maid mad,
Tides took away my lady
And left me unloved behind.
I never knew her reasoning,
She craved me not to ask,
And with those words went under
And never did come back.

It’s when you see them they are safe,
But once you turn they fall,
Won over by the unknown,
Estranged like animals.
A read page removed from the rest
And left to find itself in need,
Wondering what worth
There is in meaning.

I tried to peel away with her
To reveal some other surface,
But she had more layers
Than painted shelves;
Though we had the same aspect,
And equal use of the view,
I thought I’d readied for it,
But was lost once she withdrew.

The energy of her life has left
Me with the device of my self,
Without any source to attend
Or cure my restlessness.
For every single soul a say,
And she lives now in her words,
But I’ve had my fill of hearing them
As they too are immersed.