The Island of Romance
My
ship found home at the crack of dawn
on
the Island of Romance.I began to roam on this dreamlike world
where rainbows and waterfalls dance.
Passion
shouts as my heart reaches out
to
embrace any trace of song or show ~Dewdrops fall on my eyes like tears;
Oh, the years and fears of long ago.
As I walk through the trees I sense a sweet breeze
that will seduce until my death . . .
While I follow the smell my heart tells me
that this is where we will meet:
my soul and the breeze of life, your breath.
The
air here is thin and yet from within
I
know this is where I belong ~My breath is alive and I know I’ll survive
for your breeze preserves my song.
Time
fades away as day grows to night,
the
brightest light trickles out from your eyes.My mind lives free and knows no fright ~
Our bond is no surprise.
And
there you are as fresh as a rose,
with
the moon shining down from aboveas bright as a star when your arms enclose me
to your hair ~ my blanket of love.
It’s
as if I were born to make love to you ~
forever
enchanting, the greatest exploration of all.
When
two souls become one, what can I do?Either rise and cry, or smile and fall.
You
seduce me, enhance me . . .
You
hypnotize me and romance me ~My soul is trapped in your heart.
Fate
dealt me this hand
and I hope I’ve played it well;
it
brought me to this land instead of hell ~
Together
forever and never apart.
And here we are ~
after having travelled so far.
Me, a lonely sailor, guided by your star,
and you ~ The Mother of The Island of Romance.
~Michael James Fry
New York City
Circa 1991
