He Carried Me Far

He carried me far away; farther than any dreams ever could, As the white clouds seemed to ferry the sea gulls above us. In his arms I floated blissfully unaware, far from shore, The smoothest voyage I have ever known, With the salt on my lips, and the wind whispering in my ear That I was being borne upon the shoulders of a king; While against his breast I lay relaxed, Time seeming to expand, as warm tides washed over me soundlessly. We returned as slowly, when the sun was at the horizon, Shining straight through, upon a path of uninterrupted waves. I asked once, if his name was Neptune, but he gave no reply Intent upon his journey, keeping me safely within his grasp, The rhythmic water rocking us both together, Then he deposited me gently, back upon the softest sand, Caressed me one last time; I paid the fare in sea shells And watched him drift back out, his eyes the same sultry, far-away shade of blue.