Untitled Becky (written 12-05) He is as sublime as the cavalier sea He is an enigma to me I want to be a mermaid probing the depths of his being And he can carry me away in his arms (the waves). I collect scattered shells embedded in the sand like fragments of my shipwrecked heart, The heart he banished and abandoned. Again he tries to hide from me but I’m not that easily deceived because he is everywhere and always.