Lady Of Dagger Eyes

Where do the women learn Those arts and tricks They have about them To lure and catch most men? What good teachers Their mothers must have been? How From generation to generation They speak and between Them whisper? Therefore Lady of dagger-eyes You need not press Not press further Your captive man-fish Now lies on the shore Let him breathe Breathe again With your sweet warm Lips and body: For you Forgetting safety Risking all Out of the waters to The beach sand near you The man-fish rose And came. At your alluring.