10.4.11

Mermaid.


and you're aqua,
b u t
the swell of the tides are never as soft as her breasts
milky-foam chest rising and f
                                     a
                              l
                      l
              i
      n
g
like the gentle ripples
elegance never failed her--the simplicity simply illuminated the night

the crescent moon seems to giggle at you
with a cheshire cat grin

&

who could forget her laugh?
the sweet bells that led men to madness
dragging them under to effervescence slumber

[ my smile is a little  o f f  don't you think? ] 

4 comments:

  1. beautiful as usual... with your little poems, dear, you never fail to amaze me.

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