There are things in the shadows

That dare come out into the day

And grasp at my hands to tow

Me far away.

 

Alone I am nothing,

Gone in the tides, 

But with you I am something

As you leap over the sides. 

 

But together what are we?

Is there some kind of alchemy?

Or are we just phantoms

Just parading through the fathoms

Of the deep blue sea?

 

Silver bubbles slip past your lips

As overhead pass the keeled ships.

We are already forgotten in the storms

As we pass the rotten, kelpy forms, 

Of the kings of the deeps,

As one rages and the other sleeps.

 

I look at you above me, 

Your hair spread in a halo. 

You look so beautiful

As we plunge below. 

Your eyes can no longer see,

And I hope we prove bountiful

As food in the bellies

Of the fishes beneath.

 

My, how sharp are their teeth.