Mermaid Tales

Poetry Sunday — Saltwater runs in my blood You can taste traces on my skin

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Saltwater runs in my blood
You can taste traces on my skin
My heart is guided by the moon
The tides rise and fall again

All my thoughts run in a current
They have crashed on distant sands
And every love that’s lived in me
Still haunts me with demands

I hold depths of life and depths of dark
The memory of sailors drowned
I hear…