Vividly, I remember,

Calling up my wildest dreams.

Dreams of gold,

Dreams of the sea, 

Dreams of Calypso.


The Heathen Goddess of the Sea.

She stole me heart and plundered me soul.

I paid my ten years,

I rushed ashore to see her.

But alas! My Calypso was gone!!


Furiously, I felt betrayed.

I asked a court to assemble.

I begged them to bind her.

I couldn't lose Calypso again.

I showed them how to do it.


Bound in her bones, she ran off.

Bouncing from place to place.

I hated the sea.

I hated my heart.

I couldn't take this ache.


I ripped open my chest and cut out the heart that will always be hers.


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