My Mermaid
A friend of mine, asked me to sculpt a 40'' high mermaid,
for her home. When she sent me a description of what
She should look like, I first wrote this.
To the lady of the Sea
I come at night to hear her sing
There is nothing I can hide
She seems to know most everything
Can she see into my soul
And feel the feelings dwelling there
When she takes me by my hand
And I touch her sparkling hair
With lips so soft and wet
And eyes of sea foam green
Is she love from high above
Or a temping evil fiend
She leads me from a rocky shoal
As we slip beneath the waves
It'st true, that I will never know
I gave life, to be her slave.
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2014
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