Like Venus From The Waters Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Reality and dreams can coincide
As her reflection surges through from sleep
Like Venus from the waters blue and deep!
Image clear as dear, which will abide
Till Time shall cease, till neither moon nor tide
Zigzag, till the seasons no more keep
A measured cycle, till none harvests reap.
Vain is this verse despite the poet's pride,
Lusting after perfect picture bride,
Attempts to paint fond memories which sweep
Down through the senses, dance around and leap
Over all brakes and barriers inside.
Voice within can print upon the screen
A message whose true feelings here are seen.