still in unfathomable depths
of wounds so great cast down
by weight of her own heart
heavy with love of a mortal man.
She longs to disguise her shame as fish
no waters can conceal her beauty so.
She grows a tail, to not be touched between
what once had held his seed.
Her nakedness appears in waves
to sailors lost upon the sea, her long wet
hair wraps around their waists
she takes them down, embraced in loneliness
no knowledge that they cannot breathe
and so she mourns her syren song alive
in storms her cast off scales litter shores
where once they ran, whole
stripped and blameless.
stripped and blameless.
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