The Rocky Silence of Flesh

The rocky silence of flesh empties this land.

I lay vibrant on the top of this earth

water gave everything to you.

Salt in my veins

makes my cuts heal.

Water stains my cuts

Ships sing songs to storms.

From the beginnings of my life

Humans are joyous.

I am no goddess of no seas,

I do not know the love of seamen.

My tears as pearls are kept in small vaults

never to be seen by mortals.

How short is the time I could be

absolutely merry?

You can see me,

my steed.

As my blood cools,

we distance ourselves,

but the waves keep bringing your ship back.

Is there a place

where land and air could leave each other lonesome?

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