““As the ground blossomed into greenness With the touch of the summer sun Matched the color of her eyes. She gazed out over the shifting seas And there appeared on the horizon A tall white sail That marked his coming. They say he took her Violently, Arrogantly, As was his fashion, And made her his. Theirs was no gentle love Born of soft romance, But a flaming passion Which burned the bitter memories of time, And set ablaze forever The shadows of their lives.””
