Native Princess



Warm, your green tide pulls
the sweet curve of your hips

Eyes two lush fountains
Lashes feathery wingtips

I have the threads of your name
On my candied lips

While confetti and glitter
Red and purple light streaks

Or an ancient prophecy
When I look at your picture

The morning star risen
And all the poem shining


My friends see a distant hawk
In the place of love lava

My red hands hurry to sculpt
Another rhythm, a story

You are such a beautiful girl
You blend with the mountain

You are all emerald
in crystal fountain

You contain dark braided riddles
in your look, all lunar craters

Old and magnificent
With ancient sadness

I am full of desire
I cannot keep my eyes from you


In a dream I remember being with you
On ships filled with crosses

Cruise past sundry
Houses filled with dusk

Ornately wrought musics
Cascade and meeting eyes

Native Princess all blue and musk
When with your soft voice

You unveil a wonderland of bliss
And I am bold or I am meek in your excellence

Troubadours play in your thick locks
Seaspray blurs my vision

Your belly is full of salt ocean
Waves cut ruby casting shine.
Light.


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Stanley Gemmell
December 29, 2002
FL. USA