Once alone here,
I, Calypso,
Whose thirst has been quenched at least as of this moment,
Dry from your face each and every salted tear
And try so perpetually to make you yearn for here to be your home,
Have never been so conflicted in my own ways..
But now, here, I'll let you go
I know that here was never where you'd want to be.
And holding you here has changed the role
Of prisoner from you to me.
