Mermaid Girl [Gin]

You were alone, holding gin

Decidedly thin Like part of

you had wilted; like part of

you had dimmed 

But in that sequin dress, a

mermaid's mess, I found you

to be uniquely pretty 

and vibrant 

Oh what a waiting stare (what

fool just left you there), 

candle glare - the soft, warm,

orange hope in your eyes

[My eyes avoid the thighs] 

The tide of people recedes,

but you linger and breathe

Despondent, but perfectly 

ready to do this all again

I'm off to bed - pricked my finger 

on a rose and bled 

Mermaid girl still in my head 

Always in my head