Suzanne's Lament from Creature by Clara Berry

He talks of women in his sleep
you know that came before
reaching out to grasp each hand of theirs
'till finally he lands on yours

you feed him tea and oranges
pray he'll never find the door
as he's made to love each beauty
that should dock upon his shore

he's not the first
to see the river
nor the last by any means

he thinks that you're half crazy
and by that he is intrigued
but there's something in his eyes
that when you see it makes you bleed

his steady gaze it questions you
and feeds upon your charm
there's no solace in your mystery
as he takes you in his arms

you're just a girl
that he is loving
deperately

you answer all his questions
and you show him all his faults
and in your eyes he sees a secret
he's determined to unlock

and he thinks that you are leading him
to greater worlds foretold
and while you mean to tell him differently
you hope it won't unfold

that you are young
and just as knowing
as he will, ever be

masking your desire
you will stare into the wall
convinced no man will ever love you
though this creature
stares in awe

so you catch him on his wavelength
and you bring him to the ground
and you let him think you take him
to the places he has found

so long as someone
lies beside you
to hear the boats go by

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