Robert J Meyer Biography

She enveloped my senses on her arrival -
Midnight tresses, the mark of her Olympian precursor
Reflecting the hour of our meeting -
Beauty born of wisdom,
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As the sun rises
Sparkling
From the Cebu Straits,
An orchid,
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Like a vibrant blush in the far distance,
A touch, just visible, like a spark,
An intuition more than a preference
Simmers deep within, or an urge to embark
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We stood in an old book store
That telescoped from room to room,
And in a corner, I found a book.
Listen, I said -
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It’s been fun, exhausting.
The mellow bunch singing lazily around the bonfire –
Sparks spinning upward, reflected in the lake.
They begin to move toward tents and sleeping bags,
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