Captain Jack and Lillian

Captain Jack and Lillian It was a mid-day in May When red sunlight lazily lay peering through cloudless skies, casting down on ocean's brilliant dyes that Captain Jack and his crew of three set sail for the magic solitude of the boundless sea. Lillian stood on the surf-tormented shore, her eyes scintillating soul the pain she bore. Jack consumed her heart in all and in whole And with it he took her soul. The day had grown to twilight dim; as the night birds sang their solemn hymn that rushed across the night-tide's rush, riding waves glow with reddish blush. There appeared a bright cold moon; as if a talisman, not a warning too soon. for the once calm waters began to swell from the chilling winds upon them fell. The tossing tempest had grown and grown as mountainous waves appeared as death's throne. In solemn silence, Captain Jack and the three became slumbering souls beneath the tumultuous sea. The lurid sea, the lurid sea in all the pageantry of her beauty. Moon tints of purple and pearl evolved into brilliant liquescence, When Lillian appeared as crystalline light, the poetry of her presence. Her face shown sorrow and her soul she borrowed as she pleaded to the stars above. She wished the return of Captain Jack, Her first and only love. Out of the sea's immensity, into a labyrinth of pearly light, Captain Jack stood as a proud tower holding his stone flowers toward Lillian He held them boldly outright. Her heart palpitated at the welcome sight, Her eyes beamed with glee. One step then two she vanished into the cold embrace of the sea.