Riptide

Riptide pulls me out into the open sea

My toes dangle for a place to stand and be

Oh starry night come and chart a course

Or send me a boat with an anchor set

I’ll pull myself ashore

Left with essence

Of the moon and stars and night

There’s no other route

I cannot take self to flight

I’ll float here with the shrimp and brine

And on my cheeks and hair

The salt will always shine

And with this phosphorescence map

A sailor’s chart a mermaid’s hand

Something i’ll find

Oh starry night come and chart a course…