Mermaid

it is not the wind that whispers in your ear,
it is not the sea breeze rustling over you,
but it is the Mermaid on the pillow near,
sweetly sniffing with her nose blew;

she is dreaming of the sea and waves,
seagulls, clouds, corals, jelly fish,
she is dreaming of her ocean caves,
someone's love and  secret own wish;

those dreams embrace her and caress,
as if Poseidon's son came alive,
just to see a beautiful Princess,
and together in the depth to dive..


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