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Calypso


I am Calypso,

the one who sheltered you

from the cold, the caprices

of the gods. I am the one

who hid you away

and made you godlike,

immortal, perfect —

wanting for nothing.

 

And yet, you did want.

I gave you home,

but you were searching

for homeland. So I had

to let you leave,

even though I knew

my homeland was you —

I loved you!

 

And now we’re both so lost.

 
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