A strange hand in my hand A whispering, a whispering of souls A meeting of like hearts From two very different worlds Only the chosen - A man and a legend - A Montserratian tale.
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Mysterious and dark
Webbed fingers and footprints
Silent as we walk
Grey-black sand
A strange hand in my hand
A whispering, a whispering of souls
A meeting of like hearts
From two very different worlds
The sun has not long died
Dying beneath a fire tinged sky
There is no moon
A star here
A star there
Stars everywhere
And without looking
I can sense the passion
Smouldering
Ferocious in emerald eyes
And she melts into my arms
My gorgeous water rose
I am a man, a man in a moment
Only the chosen knows
For as long as I could remember
There were stories
Legends on top of and under Chances
Stories of the golden comb, fabulous treasure, etcetera
We laughed at that
Reality she once told me
Is stranger than the fantasy
Look around you J wide awake and sleeping
They've got deaf ears and unseeing eyes
And she told me
You see what you are gifted to see and get what you are given
Reality is stranger than the fantasy
Standing with my back to a gentle Caribbean ocean
Face to face with a milk-white rose
I am a man caught in a moment
Only the chosen knows
I met her for the first time up a Ghaut in a dream
Long, long before I knew what it all meant
My secret friend
And as she leads me away
With a knowing smile
An irresistible water rose
I am a man, a Montserratian in a moment
Only the chosen knows
It's almost time to go
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