Off the water bounces the light
Straight into his earnest eyes.
Quite still, riveted by the sight,
How could he ever realize
The truth inside her heart –
Soiled, no emotion,
Hardened, eager to part
At love’s slightest notion.
Now he cherishes their pictures together –
At the Great Blue Hole, the Ambergris Caye –
But summer nights do turn to stormy weather,
And henceforth he will cast them to the sea.
Such a man, full of hope, down on his knees
May just as well be Albee in Belize.