Standing still, a blast from Poseidon hits my face,
and I’m reminded how small I am on this great, vast sea.
Turning my head, I feel him before I see him.
Dark, silky locks of jet black tied back with a maroon bandanna.
He walks towards me with a slight saunter in his step,
a mixture of salt and soap carrying in the air from his presence.
“Captain” I mutter, my heart quickening as I stare into his dark eyes.
“Minnie” he smirks, and it’s all I can do to not squeal.
Oh, how his voice makes me want to twirl like a giddy schoolgirl.
But the truth is, that on this vast ocean, the Captain and I have forged a bond,
of blood, sword, and steel. My ride or die, we know that we have each others back.
“Tali” I whisper, and he steps close. Lifting his weathered hand, he brushes back a lock of my hair.
“Qizu” he whispers, his eyes boring into mine.
At the stern of the ship music begins to play.
Vibrations carry through the deck signaling that the shindig is about to begin.
“Come” he mutters, taking my hand in his.
And without a word, I follow…. because he knows that I would follow him anywhere.