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…