Siren of sky,
mistress of sea,
you refuse to be taken lightly,
or spurned by lost lovers.
You seek your revenge,
in winds of your fury.
You shall drown out your pain,
with tears of torrents.
Unleashing your power,
you rape the shorelines
of the paired footprints
left by hand-held couples.
You find in them,
a mocking,
a cruelty you answer with
whirl'd tongue.
Ahhh...Isabella,
tropical lady,
you are scorned
and vengeful.
You will have your comeuppance,
however brutal,
however destructive,
upon those you find intolerable.
You feed upon the tides,
in a ravenous hunger
for power
and recognition.
You shant be ignored,
you're time has come,
and you shall take with you,
all that lie in your path.