When the ship was about to sink (heavy with its own weight as the legend goes) the captain’s sweetheart asked him :

“ Don’t you ache from all you carry ? It could be so much lighter, so much easier ”

And the man replied,

I could tell you I want to be the everyday air that inhabits you for a moment
only because I want to be that unnoticed and that necessary,
Or I could tell you what I really want to say,
Which is that I love you

But If I told you I loved you,

Would you remember me through the summer haze of your sea-kissed city,
And look for me in the reflections of your effortless smile,
When time stopped occasionally on stormy nights,
To let in the dreams scattered through our broken windows of - “what if”

Would you run with me in empty alleys,
Paved with improbable bricks of surreal happiness ,
And leave your hurried footprints like a shower of kisses,
Even if the city lights played jealous gods,
To the mirthless mornings of separated worlds.

Would you dance with me on the edges of changing shorelines,
Where the recurring waves match the music of our heartbeats,
And the sands shifting below our feet,
Become invisible like the ghosts of unexplored pleasure,
While my promises of tomorrow merge into your twilight of today.

If I told you I loved you,
Would it even make a difference to the songs you will sing for your eventual lover ?

I was hoping it would.