Remove all my clothes,
tease the water with my toes,
plunge deep and then float
under the moon's silver coat.
Breathe the cold misty air,
entwine my hands with my hair
as I dance in Poseidon's lair,
erasing every taste of despair.
Now what's left to do is wait,
my hand, with ardor you'll take,
and with the song of the mermaids,
under the stars we'll embrace.
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