By Cindy Ngo
When dark night touches ocean foam - a mermaid will rise.
Her fins slicing through ocean currents,
And like her hair - will be the core behind storms.
A child and beauty of black waters,
Turbulent waves show her violent nature.
Head to waist beautified - her seductive disguise.
She and her sisters will bathe in pearl dust,
Singing tidal wave songs tonight.
And when the moon's gravity pulls her out of water,
She'll reach up to grasp the cheek of the unsuspecting sailor
The pull him under - satisfying the ocean's murderous thirst.
A salty succubus of the sea.