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Daughter of Pearl

You’re a pearl that’s aflame, and the moment you came

Sent the whole of my soul in a whirl.

At the edge of the sea in a garden of glee

That’s untouched by the turbulent swirl

Of the waves’ ancient haze, you capture my gaze

And draw me anon to your side.

Unbound by the ground on a throne of the sound

Of wisdom not burdened by pride,

You reside in a state of favourable fate

And enchant your exalted demesne.

Bring me in from the cold and into the hold

Of the blessed embrace of your reign.


Your presence pervades the expanse of the glades

That surround your palatial abode.

Every point on your isle you anoint with your smile.

You’re the reason I restlessly rode

Through the nights and their skies in the search for the eyes

That might deem in my dreams to meet mine.

Having had just a taste of the glory that graced

My mind in oneiric design,

I ask for the boon if it won’t seem too soon

Of a word that would say that I’m right

For unleashing my heart like a storm from the start

Of a love of indelible light.

Copyright © 2011, Jaymes Buckman and David Aaron Cohen. All rights reserved. In a good way.