Ilsetraut Blue was sitting on the green beach watching the Margaret of Anjou<\/i> dock with the help of the two tired tugboats<\/p>\n
She was wearing a yellow dress<\/p>\n
The owner of the largest ice cream parlour in the town was sitting next to her<\/p>\n
His name Gigi Bertorelli<\/p>\n
They had been friends for many years<\/p>\n
To celebrate their friendship Ilsetraut Blue had had likeness of Gigi Bertorelli tattooed on he calf<\/p>\n
In exchange the owner of the largest ice cream parlour in the town had had a likeness of his friend tattooed on his forearm<\/p>\n
Gigi Bertorelli had fought in the closing years of World War Two<\/p>\n
In the same regiment as Ilsetraut\u2019s father<\/p>\n
During a skirmish near Berlin they both killed identical twins from a family called Hamar<\/p>\n
And regretted it instantly<\/p>\n
For the rest of the war both soldiers shot over the heads of the enemy and wore white ribbons inside their helmets<\/p>\n
In 1947 Gigi Bertorelli and Ilsetraut\u2019s father married the twin sisters of an army chaplain named Richards<\/p>\n
And settled in a small coastal town in Kent<\/p>\n
The captain of the Margaret of Anjou <\/i>was a man called Glovehawk<\/p>\n
He had been at sea for many years<\/p>\n
His First Mate was called Peters and wrote poetry in his spare time<\/p>\n
He was attracted to Captain Glovehawk<\/p>\n
During the voyage from Montevideo he had penned a poem which he gave to his beloved captain<\/p>\n
It was called<\/p>\n
Those Who Travel From Uruguay<\/i><\/p>\n
The captain had pinned it to his wooden bunk and read it every night before he retired clutching a naked photograph of Ilsetraut<\/p>\n
As the ship came to rest Captain Glovehawk waved to his girl who upon seeing him ran along the beach towards the harbour<\/p>\n
The captain\u2019s father had served in the same regiment as Ilsetraut\u2019s uncle and he had met Gigi Bertorelli when he was very young<\/p>\n
During these early years the owner of the largest ice cream parlour in the town had read him stories of the sea<\/p>\n
Which inspired the young boy who became a sailor when he was just sixteen<\/p>\n
As they lay in bed in the Folkestone Fuck<\/i><\/p>\n
The captain told Ilsetraut stories of the wild wild seas<\/p>\n
In return she showed him her tattoos which he admired greatly<\/p>\n
On the captains chest there was a likeness of Ilsetraut seen as Sappho rising from the sea<\/p>\n
I hope you keep me hidden during you many voyages <\/i><\/p>\n
Only the seabirds will share your likeness <\/i><\/p>\n
These words were not spoken but thought as the lovers lay in each other\u2019s arms<\/p>\n
In the silent harbour the Margaret of Anjou <\/i>lay peacefully at anchor<\/p>\n
But in the distance the Silke K<\/i> was in trouble as she had collided with another ship and had been holed<\/p>\n
She was taking in water<\/p>\n
The captain of the ship was the son of Gigi Bertorelli and was also called Gigi Bertorelli after his father<\/p>\n
Had made a decision<\/p>\n
To release his cargo of butterflies<\/p>\n
So that they would not drown<\/p>\n
He instructed the crew of the stricken ship to bring the crates on to the open deck and release the creatures<\/p>\n
The first rays of the dawn sun were beginning the break on the horizon and as the captain\u2019s loyal crew released the butterflies the captain noticed that the sky had begun to exhibit many strange colours<\/p>\n
As the day grew stronger these colours began to merge around the damaged ship and soon the hole had been covered by green and yellow butterflies<\/p>\n
The captain ordered that they make for port knowing that the ship was much stronger<\/p>\n
In the bedroom where Captain Glovehawk and Ilsetraut lay sleeping a golden sun butterfly rested on Ilsetraut\u2019s yellow dress which she had carelessly cast aside many hours before<\/p>\n
Two more butterflies one white and one blue flew in through the open window and settled on Ilsetraut\u2019s naked back<\/p>\n
They had been attracted by her tattoo of Uruguay<\/p>\n
Which they still considered to be their home<\/p>\n
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