Tainted Sea Eyes
When I told her in an almost dream
How much I loved the ocean;
Its colors, its current, its swells,
How it lived in all my lovers' eyes,
She told me, curtly, that maybe I
Should stop my poor skin from crying
So red tear drops wouldn't
Travel down the drain and taint the sea.
I laughed at her and said
That even if my whole body cried red,
The sea couldn't be stained;
It would still be as beautiful as her eyes.
How much I loved the ocean;
Its colors, its current, its swells,
How it lived in all my lovers' eyes,
She told me, curtly, that maybe I
Should stop my poor skin from crying
So red tear drops wouldn't
Travel down the drain and taint the sea.
I laughed at her and said
That even if my whole body cried red,
The sea couldn't be stained;
It would still be as beautiful as her eyes.