So strong. You are the mystery. You are the dark side of female mind. Venus was the passionate and fragile glass pearl. You are the sea of teardrops. All the mysteries in one. I can feel the thunder. From my windows I can seethe lightning bolts flashing. Somewhere deep down there you are brewing your magic potion. Dancing around the cauldron keeping your hands high. Blood, sweat and tears. You melted the weapons and added them to your drink. You make a boiling ocean where fish are made of steel with a heart made of stone.
You look up and see me. You disappear. I’m all alone. My ship is caught in storm. I’m going down. Under water I can breathe. You are there waiting for me. Holding my hand you kiss me. I’m not alone.