She used to lull me so softly each night into sleep,
the crash and caw of a heavenly life at the beach.
Her sand filled with miniature wonders to reach
overflowing my treasure box, I was simple... at peace.
As my hair grew long, tangles echoed my brain
no longer the young laughing mermaid, I was shamed
by lusty urges so dark, twisted, kinky and deep
like the seawater's home to kraken and monsters without feet!
Medusa emerges, vicious strikes from my head
as I tremble with unspoken desires... paired with dread.
Will this deep dark ocean of life eat me whole
or will this sailor prevail? Toward the lighthouse we row!