Like a sea nymph
rising above glossy waves
of satin, her siren's song
wooed ***** sailors, young men
walking along moonlit beaches.

The years have streaked
her raven-black hair
with gray, flecked
her fair skin
with spots of brown,
rounded and plumped
her slender figure.

As she lies alone
beneath satin sheets,
she remembers when nights
seemed much too short,
when hours were lost in the arms
of an impassioned lover.

An eternity
has passed her by...
her siren's song
no longer entices
unwary sailors,
naive young men,
to swim in her satin seas.