• She had stars in her eyes,
    Pale moonlight in her skin,
    Red coral in her lips,
    Curled dark waves brushed her chin,

    A sailor in her heart,
    And salt tears on her cheeks.
    She hadn't slept for days;
    She'd not eaten for weeks.

    Her thoughts heavy with hope,
    Her gown weighed down with wet
    The cold waters rising
    Would help to numb, to forget.

    She put up no struggle,
    Told herself not to swim,
    And as the sea claimed her,
    Her last thought was of him.