Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in March 2012
On the bewitched shores of Hesperia
You stand,
There, where dreams are drawn to reality,
Or life is renewed.
Shipwrecked, I can hardly see beyond you,
My Helen.
The Faustian pact I would broker
For one touch;
The slightest caress, glancing warmth
Too much;
Eros would explode forth bearing my heart,
still beating.
Untouchable upon the sands
Of all time,
I sacrifice all that is
All mine,
Selene's radiant silver beams
Reveal me:
A crystal silhouette,
Empty.
Without the lights that incandesce,
Within you.
I can not offer palaces nor
Paris,
I am the faithful servant
ever,
You the Titan, I the mortal, honest
and constant.
Now I look for fates guiding hand
to show,
We both in signs and portents we
would know,
That time has brought us here today,
to love, again.
Alec D Jackson
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