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    Isle of dreams

    She comes in visions dancing
    where the old roads meet the new
    Her gown of silks finest woven
    drifts upon the melody of air
    haunting to her sweet form
    playing upon the minds soft drift
    her erotic dance of life.

    How well the moon glimmers within her eyes
    she the constellation of paradise
    weaves her whispered song of nightingale
    Upon the winds vibrant breeze
    she fills the nights array of dreams.

    The flowers sway here to the chorus
    of the enchanted realms of fairy lore
    where maidens in ready play
    dance the vibrant chill of the western winds
    that sweeps upon the Isle of dreams.

    Alisdaire O'Caoimph