And Now The Mermaid Has A Face

I watched her
From the cliff
She sank beneath the waves
And swam to the horizon
Further from the shore
For six long years
I wondered will I drown
In the river of forgetfulness
Or climb to the bridge
That knows no time

And every night I pray
To see her return
Yet every night I lay
With the feces of seagulls
On a rock strewn bay

Then by chance I saw her
In the eather smiling
The third circle opened
As never before
Her eyes more defined
Her features more seasoned
Her tail more swift
Her head of shining gold!
And I enraptured
Changed in an instant
From shadow to sound
From loss to grace

If only I could reach
The foundation that holds
A bridge across time
I’d meet her there
And shed this skin
In exchange for understanding
Or one final embrace
Before we depart

And every night I pray
To see her return
Yet every night I lay
With the feces of seagulls
On a rock strewn bay

-DC