The eye is over and

hardly breathe.

I’m like I was and

she grave towards me.

The visions prescient.

There is lumber and

precious metals.

Tourism.

Wealthy archipelago.

Tropical Eden

divided loyalty.

The heavy handed Banton

the voyeur of Franco.

Siren and vamp.

Who benefit is fickle 

would favor

what I’m capable

until I’m not.

Fall from grace as to

embrace it fully. G©