Reflecting on mermaids

Celestial sound from crimson lips beneath soft tufts of wet hair
mother of pearl fins flash beneath rosy nipples
Webbed hands, so delicate, wave from the waves' crest
beckoning for him to dive in
A yearning is unleashed in the sailor's chest
or is it a little more south where something stirs?

Beware, oh sailor, of the longing in your loins
Possession of these ethereal bodies comes at a price
for who would willingly kiss a creature half woman half fish?

Mermaids dwell in the depths where the waters are cold
In the dark they sing their inaudible songs, they dance their invisible dance

They surface to provoke a storm, to capture some unsuspecting sailor
They sink their talons into his flesh and feast on him

Mermaids are not gorgeous but garish
mermaids are not graceful but gruesome

Avert your eyes, sailor
before you are sucked in
and spat out again
bone by bloody bone