Incomplete

I thought id learnt to control the tides but this ones a hard one to please. The eb and flow, the way she knows im conquared, i am weak Below the surface, i take the blow that bellows out my name a gasp, submerged and back again but breif and incomplete. A few moons had passed since i'd heard her sing, though her whispers echoed on, I heard her meloncony calls each time i sang my song The eb and flow the way she knows im conquard, i am weak, a gasp, submurged and back again but breif and...