A White Yacht I See

a white yacht i see
on a very blue ocean
far away

at the port
a shadow of a girl with a long black hair
against a very strong sunlight
waves at me
still

i figure out as i wait on the top of this mountain
where the air is fainting
she must be the one
destined to die
because no one helped her
because
i have no way of becoming
this wooden boat
to sail and save her
from him