Walk upon the moonlit beach
Shed the things we do not need
Step from the sand, into the sea
Take my hand, I’ll take the lead
Waist deep waves lap at your hair
I stop and watch you standing there
Serene siren, smooth and fair
A sentiment we seem to share
You reach out and touch my face
Surging with Poseidon's Grace
Lost now in a wet embrace
A secret sealed within this place
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