Jaded Mermaid

True love doesn't die,
Or asks why..
It simmers, boils, shakes,
Keeps the maid often awake,
In the head,
Through the thoughts
It travels,
Unravels,
The mysteries of the heart,
Remain intact - always a part -
Of how you feel,
Inside revealed
Naked.
Trephinning the soul,
Of the maid.
Unleash continuous thoughts?
The mermaid at sea caught?
Energy abort..
Did the mermaid know in reality?
About love's insanity.
Thus the water does flow..
The sea and mermaid
Does grow -
A wisdom of detachment,
Not continuous re-enactment -
The mistake of the mermaid,
Lost herself slowly faded.
Into the sea
Jaded....