• I saw you standing against the ocean

    I was jealous of the sun on your skin

    A stubborn resolve met constant motion

    My breath was silenced by a dropping pin

    So you flew away, aloof and unchanged

    O'er the sea, singing to constellations

    I was consumed and became quite deranged

    My words were lost within their translations

    I gathered my head and stumbled away

    Content to lie in your Grace for an hour

    Now I hold back all the things I would say

    Lest you slay me with your curious power

    Ironic that I thought myself Hamlet

    For I was Ophelia when we met