I am shallow.
I have that physical checklist,
of eyes, hair, body.
Impress me.
I'd say it's just my programming,
but that's not the whole story.

I am mesopelagic.
Sometimes all I need is a smile,
a witty remark, a spark.
The true person lurking
just below the shallow water.
Light still reaches here,
but it's not as important
what the eyes see.

I am abyssal.
There is only darkness here.
It doesn't matter what you look like,
I have fallen far for you.
I do not need any light to know why,
I just know I would stay down here forever.

I crave a love so deep
the ocean would be jealous.