The Mermaid's Tale

a recent poem

While gliding through still waters,
I spotted the glimmer of moonlight.
I came above to see it's splendor,
and I instead saw his face.
I saw him gazing at twinkling stars,
from his ship on high.
This sailor was my wonderment;
my lovely God of man.
I couldn't help but wish
that I could catch his eye.
I thought I saw him wink,
as the ship picked up speed.
He moved into the horizon
and I could not catch them.
I was fading from him,
only to see him in dreams evermore.