On Aeaean Shores
A poem by Julia R. DeStefano
On Aeaean Shores
They knew not the word to describe me.
Straddling two worlds in a whirlpool of emotion.
My love beyond time.
Wonderous and unexpected.
A handful of dreams like a crystal rapture.
An exotic fruit ripening
under one long season of hot Aeaean sun.
Bewitchingly beautiful
in moon dust and madness.
Fiery-eyed in my sweet sorcery.
An island promise
boasting a cinnamon heart
that taught me to trust.
Desire that taught me to love.
Because I am both the flame and the flower.
Tender is my storm of sea swept passion
and unparalleled splendor.
A thunderous Rose
desirous of a lord conquerer to make her his
but not dim her light.
His sweet breath of magic
to watch over her.
Fire up the blood.
Lust after the soul.
Treasure the story.
Trust when love commands.
Enchantress yours
on Aeaean shores.
© Julia R. DeStefano
