Monday, October 18, 2010


Magic was the city
Olden in it's charm
The moon strools
  It's Alleys and court yards
As Achellis sleeps nearby
And you
Never more beautiful
Etched in a moment
Stunning
In the velvety night
Became a fantasy
Ever so Sweet
Like chocolate
Dipped in honey
Touched to your lips
No ! more like a dream
To which
I never wish to wake
Still
We hold one another
ever so tight
Afraid to let go 
Time, ticking 
sweeping us away
Swirling,
Mystical,
A perfect day
White horsed carraiges 
echos the ancient streets
with a million stories
dark and deep
Of love and romance
holding us prisoner
adding us to the conquered 
with just the flip of the tarrot
Your heart became mine
And my soul, yours
Yes, atop the hill
Overlooking the square
We heard the song
Of young lovers
In the church
Soon to be wed
We were children again, 
In love, again
For the first time, again
We could hear the sounds
We could hear the city breathe, 
We could feel the Music,
Bluesy
Wild
and Seductive