She drowned me in a lust beyond compare
And I, drawn deep beneath those passioned waves
‘Midst grip so tight that I did beg for air
As she ensconced me in her watery maze;
Soon I did learn to breathe that caustic brine,
My eyes did slowly acclimate to see
The vastness of her sub aquatic shrine,
That dark pelagic prison ‘neath the sea.
Each night I dined on tender fruit de mer
While serenaded by sweet sirens’ songs,
Fair nereids tended to my every care—
I learned her name was Amphitrite before long.
She kept a pack of Hydras in a cage…
Which I did choose to face o’er Neptune’s rage.
© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.
