He sees, br Tonight, a vitreous calm sea br Tourmaline foams kiss br Waves lap furtively br Those torpid shores br Tide is sibylline br A beaming moon br Shines in private br Signals love to her. br br But, br She’s lonely br Hears nothing br Sees nothing br Lost and tired br Desolate and forlon br Confused and dejected br What should she do? br Await Florentine results br Or wait for Virginia’s wines br Cross the Thames br Or cross the orient’s ocean br br Ah! ! ! ! Is this love? br Tell her Lord br Or is it just object d’art br Don’t lie br Is it a gimcrack prank br Like in a land of dreams br She’s swept br With confused alarms br Of pain and stress br Of miserly and darkness of night br That animal love br In a zoo of monkeys br And kangaroos and br Rabbits and dolphins br And ofcourse with br Mosquitos galore br Just waiting to sip br her purpled blood br How far will it be gone br It’s a melancholy br Long and distant north sea. br br Like naked shingles-his words br Beaming in the moonlight br For he took his vulpine dagger in hand br Swirling, blood spattering br A warrior in true fashion br Like a knight of the round tables br Anoints her head, a talisman br A piece de resistance, he said br So that his beams confine br In compliments to hers br br ANJALI br 20-03-2009 br br br (This is from a story that I read - a true story of a warrior and a country belle. The girl was in love with a prince whose family did not approve of her- until she meets a warrior-who in true warrior fashion woos her-now shes confused for shes given so much of her life to that prince and she does not know how much more to wait) .