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Moorish Night
Moorish Night
I walk the storied halls of the Alhambra. There I gaze at mosaics embedded in the walls of time. All the while I Dream of Washington Irving. I see you my gypsy woman. Your dark eyes gaze through the black velvet veil. In the trembling moment of awareness, you sing whispered yearnings in the Moorish night.
Your fingers strum the lute like a lover deep in mystic fervor. Your jade inflection ignites into fiery necklace of song. Your voice is a fragrant come hither, my Galician lady of the night. You pour your burgundy love lilt into my thirsty heart.
We dance, with drums beating the syncopated rhythms of our hearts. Your dark eyes burn like candles in our temple of love.
I walk the storied halls of the Alhambra. There I gaze at mosaics embedded in the walls of time. All the while I Dream of Washington Irving. I see you my gypsy woman. Your dark eyes gaze through the black velvet veil. In the trembling moment of awareness, you sing whispered yearnings in the Moorish night.
Your fingers strum the lute like a lover deep in mystic fervor. Your jade inflection ignites into fiery necklace of song. Your voice is a fragrant come hither, my Galician lady of the night. You pour your burgundy love lilt into my thirsty heart.
We dance, with drums beating the syncopated rhythms of our hearts. Your dark eyes burn like candles in our temple of love.
Published 12th Oct 2015
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12th Oct 2015 10:22pm
Te amo poema!
Es una chica delicada, sensual esta mujer espaņola...
And your nod to Sir Oldstyle...Mr. Irving was brilliant.
"Your voice is a fragrant come hither, my Galician lady of the night. You pour your burgundy love lilt into my thirsty heart. "
My love it gets no better than this. You should put this up into the eroca genre poem section so more would read it.
Ypu amaze me over and over.
My love for you a galaxy
Jennifer
Es una chica delicada, sensual esta mujer espaņola...
And your nod to Sir Oldstyle...Mr. Irving was brilliant.
"Your voice is a fragrant come hither, my Galician lady of the night. You pour your burgundy love lilt into my thirsty heart. "
My love it gets no better than this. You should put this up into the eroca genre poem section so more would read it.
Ypu amaze me over and over.
My love for you a galaxy
Jennifer
12th Oct 2015 10:43pm
I love it when you write in Italian. It is such a romantic language. Just imagining how your words sound spoken makes me melt. This poem is a reflection on my thoughts and feelings while I walked through the Alhambra years ago. Oh how I'd love to have been there in the 13th century. Such an amazing place. ;-)
My love for you a universe,
John
My love for you a universe,
John
12th Oct 2015 11:34pm
Yes, and you created this like a beautiful moorish mosaic words placed like the jade glitter and questions in her eyes. Actually speaking in mostly espanol but i mix them, the words i dont know are said in italian. From lackof practice my reading italian and espanol is good, my writing sub par, it dependson what im saying but conversational forein language is diffucult. They speak so rapidly. Can you usually understand meaning.
Love you my darling
Oh to holdyou for a while
Jennifer
Love you my darling
Oh to holdyou for a while
Jennifer
13th Oct 2015 00:38am
Conversational foreign language proved impossible for me in college. Hence why I took Latin as my foreign language. I love seeing your posts in Spanish. I understand some of it. I've always wanted to learn Spanish. Sigh...
Love you to my darling,
Oh to cuddle with you,
John
Love you to my darling,
Oh to cuddle with you,
John
