In the eyes of an angel emerald
skies are embedded
With every wonder of tomorrow's
lost sunsets
Maria Maria
Where have you gone?
Where has the bella of my youth
drifted away to?
Is there any hope that I may lay
my eyes upon her again?
Maybe the winds will whisper
again to me
As they did that night that I
last saw her
And with a gentle voice tell me
how to find her
Maria Maria
Is there any other place that you
belong, besides here in my thoughts?
Perhaps you may belong in my arms
For once I had a dream that we
were distant lovers
Yet that’s when I awoke to the sounds of a Spanish
guitar
And the sight of an emerald sky.
~ Tony Paradise Poet ~
5 comments:
beautiful longing -- soft and sweet.
the calling of her name - wonderful use of repetition - and then waking to the guitar - lovely - K
a wonderful feel to find infinite space in the beloved's eye and the loss lends a very sad tune to the lines....beautifully penned
The repetition of her name heightens the sense of longing and her present absence ... exactly the type of thing that deiberatley using repetition is so good for.
I remember that Santana song... repeating the same name.. and I think it works very well to recall a love from the youth no matter how she's dissapeared... people change and they leave... I hope you find her.
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