Secret trips to the shores
Ancient whispers continually echoing
Promises made remembered
Lots of questions left unanswered
Hope kept alive or purely the curiosity of untasted passions?
In reminiscence....
Hurts of the past relived....scares turned once again to wounds
Minds like itchy fingers
Slowly scraping through.....once again drawing blood
The scent of, attracting her from the ocean depths
Past hungers once again aroused
A stronger mind awaiting patiently
The wrath of the gods fully anticipated
In her enchanting allure she stands again
A lovely being....a beautiful heart...tainted by they chains of the gods
Hers not a battle to begin
Her sheath swordless, her bow devoid of any arrow
Rather soothing words....soft touches
Silently dressing opened wounds with aloe
Lest they leave behind ugly scars
Quietly erasing the ugly past....
Leaving behind only beautiful memories
Questions answered.....anger lost
The shores shockingly quiet
Certainly not the anticipated outcome
Battle ready minds left stuttering by the shores
Time too short...for the gods once again are angered
Swearing at the boldness of the captain in thunderous bolts
Stirring the oceans....for a storm against the hinterlands
In respect....in love....the rendezvous planned to end
Once again, promises made....
As weary feet scuttle away from the shores
Yet still....a few stolen glances over the shoulder
To once more behold the lovely essence
Of the Sea Angel.
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