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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required La Isla del Encanto (El Poema del Linda) There was no Elizabethan Changing of eyes On the Isle of Enchantment; No sudden moment of charm or bewilderment. Rather, came a delicate awakening Like soft dawn rising over groves Redolent of plantain and nectar. The Linden tree calls her Soft and tender So too a neo-Latin name for Beauty As she was Ever Native to islands Born from sea spray A soft mystery to be read, Explored, and never concluded... And now I see it So absolutely like The shawl settled Across her shoulders Lifting in the breeze Ushered in by grace. As such, She wandered to my bed where Passion can burn in one candescent night. But where love Is a different calendar. Not precise and never numbered... Indeed, ahead unfold A concatenation of days Accruing as a mausoleum of memory Where gentle spirits lay forever Eschewing sleep in favor Of allowing auras to seep into And inform The ever-expanding present, Of an interlocking reverie. Slow growth, delicate and steady... Becoming more entwined The moment fingers locked And we ascend towards bloom. A lattice made from mutual mistakes Holds up, defiant --- Lends skeletal strength While mapping the body of One ardent dream. And what soft lumen roused me From my torpid slumber Waking me to lilt of sea-song? Aurora's nascent dactyls Inched up horizon line Ascending like aspiring wisps of hope Spreading warmth unnoticed Until, by zenith All shall be bright and clear Where we share a common tongue But speak a deeper language Not private, but privileged. Granted only those who move Beyond number and word To caress contradiction Embrace the ineffable Partake of the fabulous Dane's Mystic leap of faith. If this be the reward to come In learning from the past Then let me, please Mistake no more...
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