The One That Got Away
I never got near enough to know for sure
whether she was mermaid or maiden.
All I know is that she was alluring
beyond all endurance.
But how do you woo when the difference
is not just commonplace between you,
but a matter of elements,
me on land and her at sea?
It was not to be, but should have been,
and seemed to work for a while.
We shouted love over the distance,
me on the beach and she out of reach
on a rock, combing her locks.
I think that it was love she said,
but it might have been something else.