She was kind enough to leave her fingerprints

A few strands of hair

The sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach

When you wake up

Reach for her

And she's not there.

The taste of salt on your lips

And the grains of sand beneath the sheets

Evokes the image of an ocean

And a shipwreck against the reef.

She was always singing cryptic verses

Of lungs splayed and waterlogged

It made you wonder if you deserved this

Another victim of her siren's song.

My Captain, she would whisper

My Pirate, she would coo

I long to be the figurehead on your bow

And carve the waves for you.

My Captain! she cries out

When your diet turns to lead

Have heart, my dear pirate,

Don't abandon ship just yet.