The gentle bite of the stars reflected in the night sea.
Holding my gaze, holding me fast to my vision,
So that I need never know the difference,
Between your eyes and the light of day.
Don't turn away from me, but back to me,
So we might savor the warmth of our embrace.
If you choose to leave, I know this;
I shall surely fall into the depths of that sea,
To languish, contemplating the wonders of you.
Should I remain, still, beneath turbulent waters,
Eternally reflecting a love further than the stars,
It would be the sweetest rest,
Suspended in the deepest sorrow.