Sea Foam and a Tragedy.

The howl of a Titan,

A yearning for the new order.

A calling.

A beckoning. 

She formulates.

Her body, bound by bubbles.

The beauty of the Seahorse.

The mystery of the Starfish. 

Her power. 

She formulates. 

Salty tides, Bitter and cold. 

The moon shines her silvery beams.

Offers of majesty to a new soul. 

Offers of wisdom to a beating heart. 

She formulates. 

The stars drift down to the shore. 

Thoughtful with care. 

Offers of light to watery eyes. 

Offers of magic to pruned fingertips.

She formulates. 

The making of a Goddess. 

Born from sea foam and a tragedy. 

A glamorous stretch,

A lazy yawn.

She awakes. 

Locks of hair hug her body,

She rises.

Her presence is mighty.

Eros blows his horn, 

She is Aphrodite. 

By Danny Nercessian