I

On this island

Lost

Exiled in flowers

Without a friend

Helmsman

Without helm

Caught in the galleys' odyssey

Without cunning

And adamant

Of eye

No con's consort

And therefore

Untrusted

Loyal

Thus

Guilty

Of treason

And therefore seeing

Too deep

Not

To be seen

I

Am of no consequence

But my silence

Would be

Love

So despised

Renders itself

Thus

You

Seeking

Motionless

Time

In a universe

Of time

In no hurry

Even

Now

Like air

Breathed

And not known

Down

In the heights

Of all I haven't felt

And foreshadowed

By that

What I feel

Still

In stillness

Are you

Like me

Shall you

Yet

Mean

To redeem

You

Have not spoken

In this sea

Shall I

Shall you

Emerge

To be

You

You

I

I

You

Me