Legs
I have always felt the urge
to squish sand between my toes.
Then again,
I have always felt I should
have
toes.
Seeing her made this a
necessity.
Of course I couldn't
talk to her.
I was focused on
making her breathe.
I pulled her from the waters.
She can not swim,
not without a tail.
If I had to be cursed with one
I was going to use it for saving
my princess.
I had to find a way
to be with her.
The sea witch gave me
a three day trade.
Tail and voice
for legs.
I squish my toes in the sand
I can be with her.
I can run to her.
I do run to her.
But my feet
stop
in
their
tracks
A man is wrapped around her.
How could I not know.
I was so stupid to think
she could ever be
with a mermaid.