Alone in the chill green water
with a golden comb from a long
forgotten shipwreck.
Ropes of jewels, of pearls adorn you
your eyes hold coral and violet shadows.
Your song drives strong men mad with longing.
Though you can not understand their woes.
Singer in icy depths and shallow tidal warmth
Graceful tail with scales of emerald,
turquoise and amber.
What fascinates you so that you draw
near to land locked men?
Dry heat, tobacco, tattoos and grog?
Souvenir sailor's caps adorn your watery couch.
Do you regret their loss when the tides
take your lovers away forever?
Legend. Myth. Fantasy
Mermaid lass of the crystal seas
keep your secrets safe.
The ocean is richer for
your hidden magic.
Laurie Anne Paul ....
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