Treasure Island

Ellias Anderson C.A ( Known as captain A)

(Iran, Islamic republic of)

Adventures of two captains_ Part 8, By Hook or by Crook


Amid supplications and laurel wreaths,
She wore her hoary crown
Enthroned in power on her regal seat,
Her subjects bowing down.

Rapt beauty reflected by endless moons
Heralding newborn suns,
Planet rings woven in celestial hues
Where comet tails are spun;

Stellar elixirs, molecular scents,
The ions of her breeze,
Eyes of turquoise exotically bends
My torso to my knees.

Foreign cantatas’ tumultuous scenes,
Egyptian in her stance,
Bountiful jungles and African dreams
Encompassing her dance.

Rich vineyards of pleasure, succulent grapes,
I drank her karmic wine
Making love to her desert oasis
Enslaving me in time.

written by Captain cur,
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Submitted: Sunday, May 12, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013
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Hi to dear friends of ours. this is the next part of our adventures. written by me and my dear friend: Captain Cur.
hope you all enjoy reading these adventures in our pages.
A&Cur

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