You who found me
has uncovered
secrets of forgotten cities-
secret gardens
and entire biospheres we did not know
existed in our oceans.
You who has found me
know more than those who have written my story
that have weaved it
those three fates in a cave
full of prehistoric creations of sulphurous rocks
made into shapes beyond imagination
or the cognition
of all others.
I sit at the bottom like a mermaid hero
like the villain of other tales
it depends on the reader as much as the writer
I would not lightly call myself a treasure-
other than the erotic kind
that I know has crossed most people's minds.