Every night as twilight would settle across the water, she stared at him with her ocean eyes. He gazed at her, always yearning for her embrace. He would wait for that moment when he felt her body slide across his. Her arms would pull him in, never wanting to let him go. As the water rushed in, it no longer mattered. They would spend days and nights lying in the tide. A queen of the sea loved but one ordinary man. He was hers. Life only mattered when her eyes met his.
They kissed.
Dark clouds approached from the horizon.
No matter the pain, or the rain of a hurricane; no ocean could keep them away.
Calypso was his queen.