a fisherman’s dream

as the shoal recedes into the night,

a pair of eyes reflect the light,

ripples pool around the bow,

as he edges near,

it’s clear he is entranced now,

captured by a riptide,

she knows it is safe not to hide,

at the surface her pallor

is shone in moonlight,

to the delight of the sailor,

she begins to sing,

as nectar fills his ears,

and the simmers, his eyes,

he leans forward to seek with lips

the divine

to his blissful misfortune

the revelation recurs,

and he falls as he reels

into the harmonic tune

A dip into the reflection of the moon