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Abandoned...

I become the island.

Fists beat upon the sand and the ocean's salt water runs dry.

I stare upon the horizon...

The water clear and refreshing, and I scavenge for resources to shelter.

Waves crash and deposit random notions upon the beach.

I throw them just far enough back for them to return whence.

Vanishing forever...

I venture to the ebb and flow.

Schools about me, responding to each twist and turn.

Abutting my life with hatch and decidedly severing the touch, as cutting too deeply.

Abeyance to His will and the light that He would cast upon my dismal world... she appears.

Some mistook her as a native of Anthemoessa.

Fearful of her strength and initiative, they dive into the darkness, casting love aside in lieu of... nothing.

Intimidating, she stands with no support, her eyes longingly searching the distance for lost Odysseus.

He sees her and she, him...

Instantly he appears behind her and she can collapse, having waited so long.

Allowed to rest, regaining hope, her heart becomes a beacon and it is realized... she is.

Remaining, their flesh intertwines and they heave exertion.

In his arms, she is finally home...

As I he, are you her.

Yet you question, but answers evident... do let's join ourselves.  Our spirits, one.

You gaze excitedly, whisper with your eyes and imagine me blind to wiles.

I pull you close... closer...