On that night a storm was ******
the sea was whipping up wicked
bubbling foam of brine glowed on the moonlit beach
and there I did see her come from the dark of the sea

With seaweed as body armor
and lighting and thunder calling her name
I hoped she was one of mine
and her ship under the waves was intact

In her cold wet hand's
she held the light
something magical
a treasure of the night

I watched her come to me
her arms wide open
and I knew without her
my heart would be forever broken

When next to me
she kissed me
the taste of her lips
was something rather fishy

I fell for her embrace
from that day till now
I make love every day to her
wanting to make a new kind of human race  


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris