He found me a pearl and does not want to know if I have lost it
or ever looked at it
He lets me swim, a happy fish on a wave,
takes me to where the sands end...
He never asks.
He tells me stories of me...
The Empress-Me, the Mermaid-Me,
The Frog-Me
I lose wood for fire. We shiver with the grass together.
Night comes, night thickens, night sinks,
We listen to dawn breaking with the winds..
He holds my shadow in his arms
Careful, as if it would spill
He does not want to know where my boat went down
We are going to find strong oars once it's morning.