I. The Island

Stranded pools search a blank canvas
for a sunrise caressing a new horizon.

Upon an island's breath,
black sands melt into stagnant swamps,
eroding the scarred trunks of fallen trees.
Rocky plains expand,
cracks in parched clay reach skyward
woshiping a dead volcanic peak.

Stranded, she strolls...
her garments, a wardrobe once light
grayed with the passing of tides.

Her defeat, a mixture of past miseries
she lies, her body engulfed in the black sands
a white phantom
contrasted against the black curtain of nightsky.
Her eyes close with weary sigh
as day slips into twilight...
another passing of hour and tides.

II. The Galleon

A Spanish galleon,
guided by the hands of faded captain's past
embarks.

The gentleman reclines against sail's crest
from his mandolin
a melancholy harmony
resonates

A passenger of empty vessel
with wine glass in hand
he awaits a destination
veiled by misty fate.

III. The Storm

Turmoil between gods reveal forth...
Neptune roars and Jupiter reigns tyrannies
of brotherly hate.

A fury of storms
lay trees uprooted
and sails waver torn.
Storm resides upon lake and shore.

Wild foam of Neptune's steed
pound against wooden bow.
Spintered... cracking further
the Galleon buckles,
resting upon jagged rocks
in remnants of wooden journeys.

Lain upon sand
the gentleman slumbers
unconcious from weariness and injury.

IV. The Lady's Find

The lady counters
at such sight of handsome gentleman
lain upon obsidious sand.
A wringing of cold fingers
round each other
in moments of anticipatory hesitation.

She kneels upon black sands
her fingers transversing along
the jawline of an expiring gentleman.

Gentle tears flutter from wispy lash
amidst torrential chaos
of elemental despise.

V. Awakens

He awakens with faltering sigh
his face pallid...
his eyes, drying tidal pools
take in the sight of a weeping maiden
hovering so precariously
over his chilling body.

VI. The Heightened Meeting of Lady and Gentleman

Eyes crowned with tears
meet eyes rimmed with death
a last wish is spoken
in the pleas of a man's
broken eyes.

A kiss hath given
a lifetime transpires
as stormy sea and sky relent to silence.

VII. Rebirth

Two bodies lay
upon black sands
of island beach.
A final wave,
composed of foam,
the afterbirth of a goddess' arrival
carry them away...
floating upon the hand of Neptune's apologetic shame.

The black sands now washed pure...
free of dark grain.