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Mermaid

 

 

As the weather worsened

she set her face rigid and hard

against the wind

 

Another skin.

 

She was surprised to find

the tears stinging her eyes

were warm

and tasted of salt.

 

The sea is in her soul.

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Copyright the author writing as Romantic Dominant

This poem was written for a woman who introduced me to the delicious taste of soft shell crabs in a quiet restaurant by the ocean somewhere in Connecticut.  It was a long time ago and all I remember is the waves in her hair and the soft swell of her breasts beneath her clothes.

I think I broke her welcoming american heart with my dark english reserve.

I swear she was a mermaid.

 

Photograph stolen from YunaArt

 
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Posted by on September 13, 2012 in Poetry

 

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