"Author, poet, journalist Augustine Sam lives in Venice, Italy
- that most romantic of all cities - and offers this collection of his poetry
for romantics and those looking for meaning in the many challenges life offers.
Augustine's poems glow with musical invention and the manner
in which he elects to place his words on the page enhances the meaning and the
beauty of these works. But as always, the poems speak best for themselves."
Ode To A beautiful stranger
You are
electrifying, like a bolt of lightning in an ebony sky,My
Beautiful
Stranger.
Your look is ingenuous and seductive
Your lips are luscious and devilish
Your gaze is delicate and intimidating
Your eyes are like pearls, dreamy and magnificent
Your eyelashes unfurl, sensual and provocative
Like a lion tamer's whip.
You are fascinating like sunrise
You are soothing like a healing balm
You are captivating, and, yes, avid,
Like an angel and a mischievous sprite incarnated as one.
My beautiful stranger,
Your advent on that water's edge ...
A spectacle so entrancing, an aura so exquisite
My lethargic mind was roused from limbo
Monotonous sights and sounds dispelled
Juicy laughter in my soul, sweet music loud in my ears
On that promenade of despair,
My beautiful stranger,
I lived.
Will your distant hands ever reach and touch my face?
Will your warm breasts ever be nigh for my head to abide?
Will my yearning eyes be blessed with a glimpse of your grin?
If this expectancy beyond the pale is all I have,
My beautiful stranger,
I shall bask, forever, in the opulence you've brought my way
My last thought, of course, shall be of you
So that in this memory I might revel
A cherished fortune it ever will be
That a beautiful stranger once crossed my path.
Therefore, this song is for you,
For your brilliant smiles,
For your palpitating heart,
For your mystifying love,
For the afterglow of your thought in my head,
A thought that crushes emotions, let it be known.
And crushed, I must remain, for
A more stunning glow than you
My monotonous path has never been graced
A lovelier rose I've never glimpsed
A headier perfume I've never inhaled
You are electrifying, like a bolt of lightning In an ebony sky,
My
Beautiful
Stranger.
"Liquid flowing music from a poet who understands passion. His eloquent poems speak to each of us as private as a whispered conversation. Brilliant."
- Grady Harp
