“No Fairy Tale: The reality of a princess and her poetry”:
FINGERS OF THE SEA
The weightless world of the beach engulfs me
As the long, extended fingers of the sea
Stroke me—welcome me,
Enticing with its salty breath,
Satisfying my deep, hidden hunger.
The fingers curl back
Beckoning toward the heart of the sea.
Beneath my gaze on the cold, wet world
Its subjects are sent out to tempt,
Screeching and scurrying
Above and below me,
All in a frenzied orchestrated rhythm.
The sea’s haunting song
Seduces my soul.
All of my resistance floats away
Like the curling waves,
As I blissfully clutch
The fingers of the sea.
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