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A Siren’s Call

A Siren’s Call

written by: Joni Caggiano



ardor cuts into the soles of my feet
blood stirring as I run to the sea
leaves of green grow from each finger
seaweed flowing from my head in curls
moon tips his hat and crawls low with ease
I am the belly of the sea, and you hold my heart
warm water melts me into the arms of life where I start

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