She-Fever.
From liquid glass to boiling foam
moody sea can gentle be
or scream out her commands.
With restless need for exclusivity
she drowns attempts to flee her reprimands.
Savage mistress she.
Skirting coastlines Neptune\'s wife
in veils of weathered tease
likes smitten sailors to beguile
Her fickle heart knows age-old tricks
performed with use of fury\'s hidden smiles.
Savage actress she.
Watch how in hurry she unchains
waves of terrifying charge
that quickly rise in flurry\'s shock.
Water on fancy\'s whim can wake
fear yet when still her waltz feels hypnotic.
Savage dancer she.
Sea-fever has a strangle-hold
on men who should know
naught holds greater addiction.
A life-long love of sea remains
unyielding and alluring as a mermaid\'s kiss.
Savage sweetheart she.
Oh go aboard you coastal child
but beware precocious signs,
to siren\'s whispers never listen.
Know should you ever disdain the hold
she cleaves her salty-cell will you imprison.
Savage jailer she.