I found you gliding in briny waters
In between the shale and shell
Your beautiful tail,
Your long hair- a subwave of shimmering coral
You don’t swim for me
But the sunshine on your skin
Has won me over.
Glisten my lady.
But most importantly:
Sing.
Because I pick up the conch to listen
But all I hear is a roar
(c) Slumpless
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