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Crabs and Mermaids
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the sea inside of me on loquacious beach, I sit alone, and look to the sea.
winds whisper to the sleepy sand, the water is where the mermaids be,
from my lips, the salty sea proclaims.
and rain on the Atlantic where her words reclaims.
hear my tribute to the reefs far off but near and dear.
mermaid’s articulation, I hear her voice.
like waves roll onto me without a choice.
the tides they roll.
they extend from pole to pole.
Now I am where I have heard beyond the wave.
It is her siren’s song that I crave.
she sifts the dreamy influence through her hands.
soon I am at her beckoned commands.
her blue watery eyes are glowing in dark seas flowing.
I hear her darkness growing, and she reads my eyes.
I am fruitless with lament; she is mischievous with unsettled surprise.
I hear the sounds of the rising swells.
she lowers her voice, and coyly stimulates me from my shell.
the love for her lyric casts a spell.
