the Song ~ merfolk

Clearly in pain he sways and makes a sound
A sound that can only be described in song
In her song
His voice is in her song
And she picks it back up
He calms and sits
Leans his head back
And his body heaves what can only be deep sobs

She reaches out
Her hand shaking
In fear
and in love she reaches

His head snaps back
And his eyes have found her

His webbed hand
Shakingly toward her
One finger extended

She reaches
And they touch . . .

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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