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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414184" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love Duet story poem for M Lady Helen</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Above the sighing of the sea<br> a silver voice ensorcelled me.<br> She sang of other days and times<br> of coral sands and warmer climes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sweetness of the melody<br> combined with tales of tragedy.<br>Held me entranced I could not go.<br>It was imperative I know</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> who sang alone upon the shore<br> where I had often strolled before.<br>Tonight beneath the silver moon.<br>I felt my inner self attune.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I raised my voice a baritone<br>So she would know she’s not alone.<br>Our voices joined harmoniously.<br>I think she’s been aware of me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">before I sang a single note.<br>She sat upon an upturned boat.<br>Moonlight outlined her silhouette.<br>We sang together a duet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I walked across the drying sand<br> to where she sat and took her hand.<br>I could not speak no more could she <br>but we established empathy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We sat in silence side by side<br> and watched the slowly ebbing tide.<br>WE seemed to have no need for words <br>but thoughts between us flew like birds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was an exile just like me<br> her homeland far across the sea.<br>She had been born in Port of Spain<br> and longed to see her home again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>She could remember vividly <br>the beauty of the scenery<br>. I told her I remembered too.<br>The white sands and the sea of blue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two strangers met beside the sea.<br>We felt that it was meant to be, <br> no longer strangers but firm friends<br>As if the fates would make amends.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our friendship deepened day by day.<br>Dan Cupid always gets his way.<br>I asked if she would marry me<br> she was quite happy to agree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dream we shared was to go home<br> where would find a warm welcome.<br>We both worked hard and put away<br> what cash we could against the day</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We’d bid farewell to these cold shores <br>and make our way back home of course<br>. And that is how we came to be<br> the owners of a hostelry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In San Fernando Trinidad.<br>Where bright sunshine makes our hearts glad.<br>A place where foreign tourists stay<br> on their sun seekers holiday.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">WE have a daughter and a son<br> and soon there’ll be another one.<br>I bless the night I heard her sing.<br>Which was the start of everything.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We both still sing to entertain <br>our paying guests and we explain<br>How strangers met by accident <br>or perhaps divine intent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each time we sin a love duet <br>about that night when first we met.<br>Our voices blend I harmony<br> our love is clear for all to see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Although we have fond memories<br> of that cold country overseas. <br>We know where we would rather be.<br> Right here in our own home country.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">21-Apr-08</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q>
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 a silver voice ensorcelled me.
 She sang of other days and times
 of coral sands and warmer climes.

The sweetness of the melody
 combined with tales of tragedy.
Held me entranced I could not go.
It was imperative I k..."></div>
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