Seven Nights with a Sailor

I slept with a sailor seven nights in my bed and the last night I dreamt I kept stepping off the dock.

I felt a rush of fear as the sea enveloped me, but when I opened my eyes the water was clear. I could see green algae covered posts.

Maybe I'd be happier there, but someone kept fishing me out.

Why does the maze seem so simply laid once you're through it? It is a clear path. Listen to those that have tread before.

Beware the infatuated.