Açores

Oh you dark,
mysterious women
hiding secrets and smiles
and knives
behind deep brown eyes
and long hair like time lost.

How easy it would be
to ask you to dance
or offer you a drink
if not for all the walls.

Walls of volcanised rock
that line the coasts
of San Miguel and Terceira,
in whose dangerous waters
you move like beautiful fish.

If only you knew
the trouble taken
to ease over to your
sullen tempting forms
and inform
Você capturou meu coração

One comment

  1. krkbaker · August 25, 2008

    Stop. You have to stop. You are seriously blowing me away. Amazing B.
    I need your muse.
    For real.
    Cheers,
    kim

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