Crimson Tide (Avalon)

As Oceans tears fall and its swells collide,
a moment in time sends the crimson tide.
Its waves fall in motion as peaks bleed the shore,
the absence of her rocks the depths to its core.

It throws out all passion in feeling irate,
a cruel twisted outcome desire couldn't take.
As murmuring callings no longer retreat,
seduction lays bare left in utter defeat.

With ongoing torment it ravaged her soul,
the sea payed a price in unearthing its role.
No longer it holds such a heavenly lure,
exposed in the limelight is something impure.

An onlookers view as the sun sets the stage,
a mission uncovered where deep waters rage.
With ongoing insult that silenced her song,
The voice of the Ocean still calls, Avalon.