A FULL lease for a sandy shore,
“let waves sleep,
 let waves snore,
fill this water with my wish.”
 - with a spell forgotten lore.

(instead of) and there was this-
(a bliss FULL man with) *brought* raised fist,
(his) book out –> (BEE-love-ED,) lit,
(he viewed) a vicar now exists!

up from water (an aqua) a shape,
(incursion) molds (in) to her make,
(the water) -”doppelganger!” (Full),
(of) he yelled –
disillusioned-
“so cruel!”

liquid model laid him down,
“calm” it said – “let me drown”,
his reply (sorrow) ” NO!”,
“i missed your touch,
 you cannot go!”

(this new) incantation would,
evanescently disappear (moon),
(granted respite) he felt lost,
ocean’s swell swallowed,
(from) for her (hatred) borrowed,
(for only) soul – sadness=cost.

So the (a short) story stops,
with her spirit (melting) tide,
GONE-
-(moment)-
 with his loss,
his hurtful times.
(of time!)