Once i went
to a medium
a man from London
who came from the Sudan
he wore long white robes
a man of psychic
abilities
he said
that is who i am
he could look into the
future with
telepathy
while he held my hand
he told me my metal was silver
and gold was my band
and then he started to tell me
a
story about
Kalypso
who
came from the Sea

you stood on a
shore
wrapped in
a sarong
the wind and
the ocean
provided
the song

standing where
the waves
crinkle your toes
and the shiver
of the sea
approaches
your knees

with your blonde
hair in tresses
so thick and so fair
the shape of
your tanned
legs
just then
i became so aware

of your
arms
encircled around
my
waist
they felt so at ease

the string of
pearls and
abalone
shells
around your
neck
they did grace

and we when
we embraced
i could feel the heat
at the base of
my spine
i felt so complete

your freckles
they smiled
and your blue
eyes they shined

in that long
moment
that seemed
never to cease
in no other place
i wish to be
so
please Kalypso,
hold on to me...

the apache kid