I would make you my wife and soak you in that sea of kisses
With sea gulls hovering about to witness this salty wonder.
The telephone poles poking through the crested horizon dial out
One last time
To tell of this news.
Your name is Mer. Like the sea.
And I will forever open my sails to journey with you
As long as your winds beckon my voyage.
…and perhaps even when they shudder at the thought.
For these waters are uncharted,
And this wandering heart begs for your adventure.
Your name is light, like the rise over these waters,
Trickling into the dark and haunted places
Piercing shadows with the sight of your tide.
Washing over this parcel of luggage,
And dragging the weight back into you.
Make this shored up soul of mine,
To be weathered with your calming presence.
Your name is Mer, like the sea.
And oh how I ache to journey with thee.
-M. Case
