to the man i once loved: a poetry

Mermaid VII

he was a sailor
and he sailed the sea
with his own hand
amidst the tempest
on his way
and he swam underneath
the warmness
and into my void he came
he smiled, with open arms
and he melted the coldness
of my wall. and he breathed
the fire
he let me know how far he travelled
sea by sea
vastness and chaos
to offer me a hand

he was a sailor
and a thief

and he let me cried
buckets of tears

and then i know
how much he treasured me
'cause my tears had been pearls

human indeed.
they love to lie

--the mermaid