Miss the ocean now most of all
Calm waves eradicate my thoughts
Walking along the shore at night, moonlight drowning me in surrender and peace
The ocean is my heart
It does not judge, does not condemn, it simply is in existence
If the ocean asked me to become a mermaid, I would say yes
If God stands over the ocean at judgement, drying it up, damning the dreamers and sexual deviants to hell
I would still love these moments swimming among jellyfish and sharks
Drenched in emotion, feeling completely free and whole
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The Last Mermaid
PoetryEver had a dream you confused with life? Ever feel yourself slipping away into the waves? Ever feel that you've just gathered wings to fly away from this mess? Well... you have. You may be one of the last mermaids. Part anthology, part diary of grie...
