Siren

From beneath the rocks, she emerges
fingertips pruned,
wrapped around the blue locks of her hair.

Breath filled with salted air,
she gazes seaward,
but lingers on the coastland.

Voice gentle as the quiet winds,
she calls out,
drawing eager fish to shore.

 
 
 
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