Two thirds of the earth’s face

Yeah! She needs a lot of space

 You can step into her world for a beat

Sweep her off her feet

 But you’d be a fool to be deceived

The next wave will bring you crashing to you knees

 She’ll reclaim everything you stole

Long before the story grows cold

 All woman she may be

But fish can’t show mercy, if they can barely breathe

 “It this is the order of the world?”, demands Virgo of Pisces

“Trapped in a circle, doomed to eternity”

 Pisces doesn’t have an answer anyone would believe

But will scour the depths of sky and sea

For the privilege to be free

While we wait impatiently…