From my desert tower
I watch the sea
Each wave an emotion
Which conquers me
Many serene, smooth and calm
Others are turbulent, mad and drawn
They mimic my madness,
my colossal despair
also my joy in moments so rare
So with vintage pressed between
these two lips
I turn to gaze
through the desert night mist
Lit by miles of copper hued tone
Outlining boulevards
I have walked and known
Venus attempts
to distract with her star
Shining distant from heaven afar
She fails to convince
for I know
I need not her Heaven,
her beguiling charm
I have a Diosa
who lives beneath the stars
She walks along
my Antofagasta streets
With a heart of purity,
the soul of a child
eyes containing kingdoms
I seek to explore
I wake to her aura,
the melody of her voice
hearts beating tandem
with rhythmic rejoice
songs which she sang
To me in the night
As I drifted away
To a world made more bright
I wait for her now
in the crowded midday street
Manic possessed dogs
circus like noise
beggars and matrons
As I survey them all
yet my mind is intact
I am at peace
As I anticipate her smile,
and how she affects me
then I smile alone
basking in the sun
Listening to music
By a man seated near
who seems to be blind
yet, he doesnt now care
I lost what I gained,
I sought it at all cost
I wandered through heaven
Was delivered from hell
Lost moments gone
No longer matter to me now
I discovered the path,
my search is over
It resides in her soul
and on her smooth, perfect shoulder