Exotic Beauty- The Fire Met The Ocean
.prelude.
the wide mouthed sea gazed deep into the eyes of it's volcanic brethren
and with a raspy voice, the flames bellowed, from somewhere deep within the earth,
"i deny you, great puddle of the planet, as the emperor of the elements"
a great disturbance was felt, and several towering waves crashed into the base of the volcano fruitless efforts, that only antagonized the mountain of heat at last, the fire roared down the side of it's base and crashed into the seaa great steam arrose, and a great battle went underway...
insatiable infuration, an infusion of ash and mist
the true tides of war. the ocean floor, a sturdy fist
arduous association, the brink of two realms
idle infatuation, undecided who's at the helm
as if only to overwhelm, the molten cataclysm oozed ahead
a miracle, one thought, but a show of violent upheaval instead
flustering fire, amorous escapade, flirt with passion
wavering water, taunting ratio in an unseen fashion
the two, as described, share their everlasting hate
though their love is thicker than the earth that they break
emerging earthquakes, they're the fruit of their commitment
astringent alliance, chaos is their only vital aliment
to harbor this full course meal would prove to be frightening
the sum of two great forces can only be enlightening
emulating encounter, a two step dance straight into oblivion
excruciating estrangement, a tie left to imagination's discretion
an oppression of sanity, held back by this searing, aquatical pact
held together by elemental confessions of a misconstrued attack
aspiring adjustment, union between Minerva and Poseidon's gifts
enamored extasy, a fusion that requires the perspectives shifts
when the roar died down, the sea sepperated and let the flames come to rest
in the end, fire met the ocean t'was a tale of exotic beauty at its best
