Strange but true is the story
Of the turtle and the shark-
The instinctive drive of the weak to survive
In the oceanic dark.
Driven and riven by hunger
From abyss to shoal
Sometimes the dark swallows
The sea-turtle whole.
The sly reptilian marine,
Withdraws into the shell
Of his undersea craft,
His leathery head and rapacious claws
Peek out of the hole
Awaiting the arrival of doom.
"Come my love, come to me"
And dance together the night's
Shining mist away into the sunlit horizon.
Forever together, the clutch is now sealed,
Forever and always, separated no longer.
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