I used to dream I lived by the sea.
In my dream I loved a fisherman
who had no face.

The water felt like my home.
So inviting I became a part of it.
My love didn't mind, because he
knew what it was like.

Everyday I would swim farther
and faster
and longer
and deeper.

Until one day
I didn't go back to the surface.
I stayed in the sea
and played with the fish.

I found treasure and did tricks in the water.
I remembered my life on
land.
But the water had already seeped into my heart
and I didn't want to go back.

So I let the water embrace me
drown me
have me.
I let it have me.