Tortuga
The isle beguiles as it floats, near-distant
on smooth sea miles, that invite a look-see
Rising serene, it draws the innocent ~
The glassy calm’s ultimate sophistry
underlying treacherous depths that grasp
Gushing light, colors, and dark mystery ~
another farer sighs an abyssal gasp
8/21/21 –
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