| The Mermaid and the Sailor by Jodi Lynn....for you |
| How do you live your life out there, away from me, there on the sand? When I drown each day here in my ocean, swimming, waiting for your hand. But I am the mermaid and you are the sailor, is this how it was meant to be? Two different worlds apart you and I, and I long for your presence at sea. I remember you from so long ago, your hands, your smile, your eyes, Swimming in our innocence, our laughter shared, back in bluer skies. Your sailor's hat that bore your name, you placed upon my head, You tried to teach me to steer your ship, it would be easy, you smiled and said. Your warmest touch so soft and sweet, your fingers tangled my hair, I close my eyes, the longing so deep, if only to be there. You touched my soul, but my unsure heart let you slip away, Then deep watery years separated our lives until one fateful day. I heard your voice on green waters again, could it be so true? Our voices sung of what could have been, together, me and you. We laughed again, and talked of dreams, of love, and some regrets, Of contrived journey's in our hearts, through sunrise and sunsets. But though at sea, you had come again, your heart was not so free, Only hidden moments of your time were all you could give to me. For on your ship a maiden true, betrothed along your side, Twas never hid from my sight, but still in our words I did hide. My heart was real, my love so full, I wished for us to be. But the mermaid and the sailor live in different parts of the sea. You on your ship with it's long white sails, and I in the swirling blue, Broken my heart, it has never stopped longing and wanting to be with you. Now time and the waves have taken your ship, back upon the land, And I wonder if on distant shores you look out there and stand. And feel my yearning for your touch, in my hearts burning flame. Or hear my voice on misty nights, calling out your name. I'm calling for your return to sea, do not come by ship, nor sail. But swim alone or stay on shore, or it would be to no avail . Come to me only through clear waters this time, never in remiss, So I can finally give to you my true love's last, first kiss. |
