They circle beneath the waves
Voices calling to the ships above
Come to me
They say
Come to me
Skin as pale as the moon above
And
Hair as dark as the sea below
Swim with me
Be with me
Faces apear from the edge of the deck
Rough
Dirty
And filled with
Awe
At the immortal beauty
The raw grace
And the mesmerizing voices
Until
One
By
One
They jump
Time is frozen as they fall
Arms stretching through the air
And legs kicking uselessly
Until they splash into the water waiting below
Cold
So cold
Come to me
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Author:
LoneWolf1 (
Offline) - Published: August 17th, 2017 18:43
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments2
Not sure if it gave my a chill, or if it's just too cold in here. I liked the read.
I imagined myself in the middle of the sea at night, with the green sea shined by the moonlight, such a beautiful piece, I love it.
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