Maid of the Deep

Down in the dark, lives the maid of the deep
Singing songs of love that make a man weep
Moonlight ripples in the waves of her hair
Coral lips promise pleasure if he would dare
Drink fully of every curve, every swell
With skin that shimmers the color of shell
Belied by her eyes that are black like a shark
Swimming beneath the surface in the dark
Every man she carries to sleep in her seabed
Feels the undercurrents pull them with dread
For she lives for the jellyfish sting of betrayal
And her heart’s as cold as the scales on her tail.