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Jean Rojas Dec 2015
magnificent warrior
weary king,
the day is closing
night birds no longer sing
your eyes begin to dispose
tears of wasted forlorn.....
silence is your weapon
the only companion that you seek

I don't know
what goes on in your mind
in the twilight of afternoon
but I see your movements
in slow motion
and the fluid grace
that accompanied your youth
..............like a shadow dancer

you were beautiful beyond belief
a troubadour of the gods
climbing each staircase
towards heaven
nearer to the sky of oblivion

in different languages
we say our pieces
in different moods
our moments have arrived
and now I am
thinking of you
and seeing you in a different view
like a stolen reality
in My sea of imaginations

tell me your tales
and break that code of silence
I know there is something
deeper in your heart
that matches....
the beauty of your face

let me sit with you
in this twilight of afternoon
let me touch your being
and drink from your lips
for in my soul I know
that it could be so exciting
with you and your stories
of long ago....
For :Egil von Rosen
        1997
Jean Rojas Apr 2015
time,
if time be kind,
to unwind
reverse the hands
with no demands...
will I see you
will you be mine,
even for a day
or a night
of unconcerned passion...
your smile,
comes up like the sun
in your eyes...
and the beauty
that I see
in your face...
I have seen in
no other man...

there in the land
where midnight is day,
cold winds wrap
my body and hold it
like a caress
I dream of a castle
foreign in name
but so common to my soul

you are someone I can not touch
yet you are someone
who has touched
the deepest chambers
of my heart
like a restless vagabond
I seek to know the
emotions seething inside
your mind
for in my mind
I witnessed your glory
in Rockelstad Slott
so dashing
so full of life
in debonair delight
I swoon in the brilliance
and the radiance
of the being that was you....

give me one summer
in Rockelstad Slott
that is all that I ask
of time...
give me one summer
where you and I
will be one...
the Swedish skies shall
witness this rebirth
of a love ,the prisoner
of a flame
enhanced by memories
of a handsome count
that once lived
in the land
of the midnight sun....
For: Egil von Rosen
10 May, 2007

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