Pearly maidens swirl towards existence
Waltzing upon marbled sea.
Frothing in frenzy they swell together
Ever nearing the point of return.
Do they escape to only return?
Or do they return only to escape?
As they perish on the threshold of foam
Ebbing aquatic souls reincarnate in successive waves
Hopelessly they wait upon Neptune’s grace.
Whirling in an ecstasy ever showering
the fluid folds with translucent gems.
Dissipating into liquid’s depth,
resurfacing to join the mer-melee.
Gracefully surging towards the siren’s lure
In desire to reach beyond the horizon…
To sashay past the cascading crescents
Flowingly fleeing the curves of the thunderous crush.
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