Where art thou my Romeo?
The one I've been waiting for.
The one that will float my vessel
To places unknown.
The one who will hold me
As ocean tears toss my boat.
The one who will give me confidence
to spread my wings.

Alas o hidden creature,
Perhaps I ask too much
Better yet I shall find my comfort in my own divine self
and then no dependence I will have,
only ecstatic pleasures.