The
shell in which I bear, mermaid hideout
We
sliver on tongue of vibrant fern mattress
Through
mind-blowing overgrown jungle field, we rattle on back of earth Titan
Throat
gasping vine, flexed out
The
crawl of spiralling creatures
But
who in sight, hair a fountain of overgrown weed
Eyes
as blue as a blue tit egg
Fingers
as gentle as feather strand
Feet
as warm as incubator heat
The
air of my ground, a gasp of luxurious incense of mint and sage
The
enchant of tree minion stand
Goddess
of spiral illusion
Minion
of miraculous wonders
Fingers
as long as palace path
Nails
the shimmer of interior clam
The
girl, a cousin of Neptune
My
sister the key, found in well of wish
Carer
of iridescent life, and capturer of incandescent trail
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