Ben of the Sea.

Emerald green eyes.
Freckles scattered like sand.
Chest broad like a dune.
Sunset equivalent tan.
Brown gnarls like seaweed.
Precise streamline hands.
Waves kiss your body
as it boldly commands.
Every curve a rip current.
Stay afloat if I can.
I was just a little girl.
You were already a man.
You were worse than a dream.
You were the real thing.
You were the first fucking being
I'd ever end up seeing
like a mirage on the surface.
No matter how hard I tread
the current swept you away,
lost to the swells of my head.
Buried treasure lost forever.
We were never meant to be together.
Just two shells on the shore,
that was it, nothing more.