Seaweed

Cytherean Dreams

My daughter is the sea, her hair

kelp and briny tangles washing

through with dirt and starfish.

I give my devotion to her, to sit

and brush her hair, untangle

the seaweed so

She can shine, all on her own.

Green emerald iridescence under

frothy waves of turmoil.

I give my life to her, to keep

the sharks at bay, protecting

her beauty from their jaws.

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