Mer-Maiden by the Shore
You smiled at me
As provoking mermaids seductively smile at restless young mariners
And weathered seafaring old men, who spend their whole entire life
Sailing cupidity upon the sea
But unlike them,
Whose rum induced inebriated spirits raise an animated cup and toast
Falsely boasting of carnal rendezvous with such enchanting creatures…
I shall keep your bewitching and captivating smile private, solely just for me.
Perfumed Red, Red, Rose in Total Bloom
You pass me by and enter the cool, gentle, aqua-marine gulf water swells,
Barely knee deep, you rise on your pedi-tippy-toes
And skip your goose-skinned, sensuous-sensitive body over the surging tide
Skillfully, as the balletic, leaping dolphins do
You dive once, dive twice, dive trice, resurfacing, moist and glistering wet
The goose dimples are replaced by your semita skin coating itself with tasty sea salt,
Your mer-mane hair slicks back and floats atop the aqua blue water
Slowly, your lucent Rapanzel hair…fans open and wades on the surface invitingly
Surrounding you with a million entrapping love petal tentacles
Laid out and waiting, to tangle me
