My Heart, Mistress of the Seas

My heart, the mistress of the seas was in some very mysterious waters-- the mountain named by the builders of heaven-- a place ain solitude, kol community. My heart, this red flag in blue waters, passed by a creature, a strange creature, of dark hair and dark eyes, and neither the first nor second sighting revealed his worth, his substance! It was hidden from her eyes by the blindfold of happiness.1

The red flag returned to her waters, tears in the form of rain being shed over her departure. Though not for or from the black haired one. And so it was only after much deliberation and tears that this red flag returned to this mountain of the now all too familiar waters, and this black haired one had grown a height in stature. And the strange creature began, against any minute council, to speak of the moon, and to speak of the highest tide to my heart. And the telling was ssooo realistic, that perhaps that red flag fluttered in the breeze.2

And as she returned home after that short trip to the sun, she met another. A lighter creature, who spoke with kindness and trust.The red flag from nothing fell captive to his nets in "love." But alas, she never saw him again.3

What to do, what to do? My heart, the mistress of the seas was broken in two. As grieving, the flag walked across the street, and died,4

from the carelessness of a drunk driver,5

who was coming back from loving,6

and her body was found7

in the wreckage8

and her heart said9

"damn,10

I'm too young to die."11