Zennor

Ea
Atargatis

Tell her that the king lives,
and be spared her wrath.
Feel her embrace,
as she pulls you beneath the waves.
Taste her lips,
trace hips with fingers.
Get lost in her touch,
weightless body dragging you under.
The last sight you see,
green hair drifting on currents as the light fades.

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