She walked out of the sea
Grey skin, dark eyes
Long black hair
Nimble and bare
Her body did the speaking
As she approached
Commanding silence
From all around
I watched with an unhealthy mix
Of desire, despair, fear and hope
I wanted her nowhere near me
I wanted to possess her
Mysterious and grim
Beautiful and deadly
She stopped inches from me
And spoke with a voice
Like seaweed at high tide
Quiet, delicate, but insisting
Her message was
As grey as her skin
Her intent as black as her eyes
She told me of my fate
Of hidden treasures
And lost souls
Warning me away
And begging me to join her
Deep fathomless secrets
She revealed that day
And when she was done
She kissed me
A soul rending brush of the lips
She turned and walked
Back to the sea
I was left trembling
With desire
With dread
With barely contained lust
And a deep hopelessness