The Lonely Naiad

 
   
was it his love    
that sprinkled the water  
with fatal aphrodisiac  
for her to leave her fins clipped  
allowed to sink to deepest  
water  
   
was it his promise  
that held her heart  
within a fleshed body  
magical wishes unfulfilled  
to swim as fishes  
deep in the green pool  
   
was it his betrayal  
that killed her devotion  
that made her pine  
for underwater kingdom  
carefree within the depths  
no hurtful words cutting her  
   
she was bound to form  
as bound to a promise  
not naiad not human  
trapped within aging flesh  
yet her spirit within eternal  
she longed for release  
   
near the waterfall  
she pondered on  
the sacrifices for carnal love  
a price to pay for a brief sojourn  
in the arms of a man  
she thought her own.  
 
 
Photo: Glatinggam