A single man residing upon the shore
gazed out as always at the waves, now torn
by a beauty that not his made him forlorn.
The creature with exhilarating allure,
eyes, green, searing, angelic as nothing before
he wished to own for him alone to adore.
The elegance of her pale and flawless skin
was glorious as was her scaly, cushiony fin,
and her as his possession was all he cared to win.
Seductive were her pink, plump lips,
and from them a fluid, fresh language dripped,
and all the man desired was from the world her clipped.
The feeling she effortlessly, accidentally induced,
evoked the threat of her freedom reduced
as absence of his domination upon her he refused.
The vision could no longer remain,
as she left, bolting in great disdain
after revealed was the nature of his cruel game.
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