I Am Captivated

In clear purple twilight city hours

as eastern winds gently blow

Whistling around towers and gliding

over waters that in the river flow,

I find my time with you is more mellow

than clouds that at sunset glow

As if brushed with gold and by angels blue

sprinkling stars on us below.

Your soft gentle look by my side

dwells on dreams and visions above,

And my animal heart swells at the sight

of such enraptured love.

I have loved you for so many hours

and your kisses fill my memory

Like one who was a sailor

remembers treasures from the sea.

Yet more precious than mother of pearl

is the light in your sweet eyes.

Now come hold my roughened hands

in soft caress for I must kiss you,

Let my toughened senses melt again

in your presence like rosewax will

While we love in the gypsy nights

to endless symphonies that fill

the air of our secret place.

You have placed the lilac fragrance

Like a signature of your feminine power,

and I am captivated, for my love is after all,

A loyal beast arising at the trumpets' call

Vicente Reyes

April 22, 2001

Poet's note: I took this picture of the Santa Monica Pier in Santa Monica, California in August 2001, then Mary and I went up and had a little dinner to kick the sand off our feet before heading back to Texas. California, I love you : - ) The text of the poem was written about San Antonio, though - just a little historical interpolation of images in time and space for the akashic records. I had to explain this a bit since I mention a river in the poem but what you are seeing in this photo is the Pacific Ocean just after sunset.

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