Full Moon seen underwater
as you rise breathless
break the surface in fierce waves
splutter like no fish could, would
Moonlight gleams cold on your skin
as the undertow grabs
drags you to the hard shore
where he doesn’t wait as promised
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Fins cut rippling wounds through waves
dolphins surf, joyous and calling
a girl treads water in the backwash
waves and beckons to me as
as I watch from the beach
she turns to swim
a scaled tail leaps and glistens
winking
A plunge and she is gone
to play with her friends below
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The Cheesesellers Wife 