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Tanya Campos-Gracia Poem
See the scarlet thread running true
through our beings
unseen from that resplendent moment
our eyes set on each other.
A color portrait of our hearts forever aching
candle's glow dances touching your skin
in silent valley of eternal mist
where in moonlight, stars shine through.
I've no paradise nor rainbows in the night,
heartbeats felt without a sound
in a haze of loneliness,
when our love bled onto the ground
we felt the pain of our passion's spell,
Yet, your heart beats at the tandem of mine
as it's torn asunder for all times,
I walk across the room with candle's glow
scents of patchouli, musk and roses
permeating our closeness.
I know you'll pull me closer to fuse our flesh as one
passion will touch us at the break of night
and seduce our souls 'til the break of light.
Subterfuge of lust, rapid heart beats
yearning tastes of love in time and space;
Then we'll slip into nothingness in a vast universe
where our love collides with endless feelings
held inside.
Pain inside blows open
while passions' spells take over
explosive crescendo of more.
We can never rid ourselves of this
for the scarlet thread runs through
the cloth of our being
it burns in us, deep inside our souls.
...and the hematite pendulum sways side to side.
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Tanya Campos-Gracia Poem
Whispers drowned by ocean's sound
seagulls flying, space abound,
oceanic scent within the air
dance of waves in all its flair.
Somnambulant shadows
under moonlit skies
castaway's drunken delirium
misty morning's stare sunrise.
Silent murmurs,
majestic surrounding never ending,
green-blue's, white spume.
beautiful and powerful language.
Silence, don't say a word,
I need to hear the ocean's song.
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Tanya Campos-Gracia Poem
Sits with decadent elegance
world's fragrances
throughout majestic attitude
unsung magnificence
of Nature
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Tanya Campos-Gracia Poem
Waters rolling incessantly
through mountainsides
like morning dew,
Storm winds taking over
life's days;
non realizing moments
of dread
as night-fall crept
upon the horizon.
One day at a time
life continued it's course
sunrise, once again
came about;
Yet, waters still rolled
through the mountainsides.
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