Poet's Block
'Twas moments like this that Pablo, the Portuguese Pirate regretted his infatuation with a Sea Dweller. Yea, his Raven-Haired Head swirled with a storm of thoughts, his heart- a tumult of currents and exotic feelings. He couldn't even focus on writing his poem. Where oh where was his Mexican Mermaid? Had she disappeared this time? Had he bade his last Adios to her?
Ah but unbeknownst to him, our Señorita of the Sea was just out of range from his downcast eyes! She was about to announce herself with a playful splash, whence she saw this fragile privacy of his. Our flirtatious fish became sad for him but she lingered, coy- with tail fins poised to break the still waters-relieving him of this crushing vexation. "Alas", she sighed- for then this 'Nakedness' of his would be lost once again. "Just... a few seconds longer, Cara Mia...", our mischieveous Mermaid whispered, "Por Favor, let us swim in this Ocean of Emotions together for... just a few seconds more, Señor..."