The Heart of the Sea

Mistress of sea is she, Draped in foam and sprays, Clarity hues of blue. Seaweed's emerald green eyes, Gazing into the horizon's sunset, Dreaming of loves sweet ambrosia. White sails against the morning mist, As dawns first rays, light up the sky, Bursting with orange, melted by crimson Reds adornment. Black raven tresses, caressed by Abandonment’s wind. A restless spirit watches, from Arrangements strategic vantage point, From a far off. Longing to join amongst mortal beings, But she is an aquatic child, born to Dwell in a realm, beneath the ocean Fathoms depths. A Titan's kindred spirit, never to Set foot, or fin upon the earth of Men. A weeping siren, clinging to a Dream illusion, of two Silhouettes dancing in mystical Harmony. Falling in love with each Foot steps movement, As the music plays in melodies Enchantment. But she is the heart of the sea, Beating in a sacred rhythm, A captive prisoner, of her Physical environment. Yet within imagination kingdom, She'll be held spell bound, By a lover's secret desire. To be embraced forever, No longer a creature of water, But a land princess, walking The shores with her prince Charming. 10-6-2013