As the sun sets, its silent cries
Drown in the wave’s unrelenting rumble,
And I mourn the loss of another day.
Suddenly I come upon an unfamiliar display:
A nude angel covered with long
Crimson hair, glides over the sand
Toward me. Our eyes momentarily meet,
But she quickly lowers her gaze to her feet.
My eyes slowly follow down her
Perfectly curved body, down to where
Her feet lay on top of mine. –
Our lips touch. I lose the sense of time.
Then, her foreign tongue whispers
In my ear: ” Follow the sun west,
And you will find your true love.
As for me, I must return above.”
She walks away to the hidden stairway,
As I lay still pondering the possibility
Of a dream, or a hallucination of some sort.
You would think at this point I would cavort,
But anger and regret mix and torment,
For I have lost a beauty so fair and fine
Just as I have many times before.
But no. I say, not anymore.
— NM (7.10.09)
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