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Tropics Of Cancer
By: Noah Eaton
4/17/06

Like driftwood ebbing into a safe harbor,
waxing and waning with largesse,
invisible playmates pussyfoot kaleidoscopic quays,
egressing from teeming reefs where lotuses fluoresce,
chariots line the arteries of your memory,
encarmined with brushfires of amber,
you’re a breath of onycha,
ameliorating earth’s eye,
measuring the depth of her own essence,
gilded with an indigo slather.

Throngs of mermaids fill your oceans,
gossamer mists balm me like calamine lotion,
but nothing ever compares to home,
in fathomless tropics of Cancer...

...in the tropics of Cancer...

Soft degrees enshrine your coterie,
lactated in blankets of asphodel,
nestled in your beehive of stars,
moonwort gardens and apricot bars,
and fecund laughter between each breathing spell,
you're the morning star that precedes the dawn,
you're the trumpeter swan,
virtuously vaunting your aurora scarf,
everything of the deep is your family,
unabashedly otherworldly,
the sandbar is your pop-tart,
your pop-tart...

Throngs of mermaids fill your oceans,
gossamer mists balm me like calamine lotion,
but nothing ever compares to home,
in fathomless tropics of Cancer...

...in the tropics of Cancer...

Balance and constant affection,
and silver-toned circumspection,
glisten like nail polish,
and birthday cards each May Day,
you're the pink gourami,
dolphin-kicking within my briny deep,
mellifluous Maori mouth music,
there's never any need for apology,
for the mythology of your genealogy,
new moon of the lagoon,
typhoon of the blue moon...

Throngs of mermaids fill your oceans,
gossamer mists balm me like calamine lotion,
the samba humming betwixt the littoral drift,
each neap tide's shy nourishment,
because nothing ever compares to home,
in fathomless tropics of Cancer...

...in the tropics of Cancer...


"If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other"

Mother Teresa

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1 posted 2006-04-19 09:53 PM


Oh, Noah, this was such a sumputuous, sensuous feast for the senses.

Cancerians being a fellow water sign of Scorpions like yourself, make excellent romantic partners! This was simply loverly!

To Love & Romance,
Linda

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2 posted 2006-04-24 07:51 PM


Enjoyed...James
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