Sonnet 360

She drowned me in a lust beyond compare
And I, drawn deep beneath those passioned waves
Dragged to such depths that I did beg for air
As she ensconced me in her watery maze;
Soon there I learned 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 did tend to 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.

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