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Samuel Gentry and the maiden

 Samuel Gentry and the maiden

In 1798 the ship Red Sonia sank in the stormy sea

No one survived except First Mate Samuel Gentry

He stayed alive on an island but his spirit was sinking

Then she appeared, and he called her his sea maiden

.

She stood naked before him on the adjacent island     

 Whirlpools and waves were a wall between them

 proving an impossible foe, for any man to conquer 

 Many times he attempted; his only profit was failure

.   

  He had seen beauty, but not like this maiden     

 standing unashamed, raven hair flowing in the sun   

 He stood watching her each day, lost in fascination 

 With no way to ever touch her; was she an illusion?

.

 He longed to know her touch, the scent of her hair      

 She was an angel in waiting; would she wait forever?              

.

 With a heavy heart, he sat-- under an almond tree

 one day, watching the tranquil blue Sargasso Sea;  

 When suddenly the sky began to turn a rusty brown

 Waves came crashing, and the wind got very strong

.

 And he became sore afraid  of the storm impending

 It was moving fast, he began running; fear stricken 

 Heading inland, far away from the onrushing sea  

  Seeking shelter, deciding he would  not go quietly      

.

  But it seemed to him that death was his destiny

  he whispered a prayer and considered his legacy

  Then came the full power of the roaring wind

  only seeing his maiden, he held on to any solid thing

  .

  The next day his house was gone with the wind

  leaving a tranquil blue sky and the sun was burning,

Triumphantly he screamed and leaped in victory!

 His life was spared and he was free from  injury

.

Then he thought of his maid, filled with horror 

 He ran to the spot hoping, to see her once more

 Stepping over branches fallen, impeding his way  

Out of breath, he looked around in total dismay

.

 The whirlpools were gone; just the sea was seen

  Her island was still there, the sea calm and green 

  An arrow released, he dove into the deeps to her  

  Possessed by love, he effortlessly crossed over

.    

 standing naked on the shore; clothes in the water

Looking for that hill, where many times he'd seen her                                                  

dazed in disbelief, he looked around in confusion;  

Was this mystery a miracle, a dream, an illusion?

.

Nearby, her tears fell cold and hope just a memory

In vision, she hoped herself dead and taken by the sea   

She had never felt such loneliness at any time  before   

 It seemed like many years since she’d seen the sailor

.

When finally he found her, weeping on the ground

 He was awestruck by her beauty, she was ethereal       

 he knew not, that she was in exile, and a  princess         

 Choosing solitude over never knowing  love's bliss    

.

 The sailor touched her gently on her shoulder 

 then her face; and she turned  with a shudder  

 So much more beautiful  than he ever imagined

 So lost in wonder that words did not come to him

.  

His heart was racing tears of sadness long forgotten

Desire came to him, love was now a gift to open 

She stood and pressed into his physical manifestation  

Closed her eyes and braced for his sudden penetration;

.      

His love was true and pure but savage was his nature

She took in with a scream, pain and pleasure  

Then he stopped, thinking that he was causing pain

But she offered a rebuke  to his sudden refrain

 This expression inspired  his lust hard and pure

  releasing with a guttural sound deep inside her

 .

 the hunger of their souls, gone as they lay still

 She touched his hair, his skin still it was  burning

The language of words they had no need to know   

 They were loving again, short was the afterglow     

...

And, Samuel Gently and his maiden of the sea

 Shared  true love's joy and lived together happy

The End, lol     

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Nardine Sanderson

"He had seen mysteries but never one like her;

A raven hair naked woman standing looking

But his heart was lost in fascination just the same

Though there was no way he could be with her,

.

Never to know her touch or the scent of her hair

Forever she would be his angel in waiting"

this is such a sweet write my soul brother Curtis,
I'm totally with Cherie, i want to pick them up and place them together
happily away from the whirling sea, love to you, your sister down under xoxo

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