The Legend Of Dona Andea

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The Legend Of Dona Andea


Far and away,
Now and again,
The sound of her name
Is borne upon the wind.
And her legend lives,
As they often do,
In the hearts and souls
Of all those who,
Believe that fantasies
Are often true!

She was raised by peasants,
Those of little worth,
But mystery surrounded
Dona Andea's birth.
Some said she was born
Of a dying queen.
Others believed
Her life to spring
From the union of
A mysterious, magical pair
Who disappeared
Leaving her there.

Warm of passion
But cold of heart.
God have mercy on any man
Who would think to start
To make her his in body or soul
Dona Andea would never
Be any man's to hold!
She would love them by night
And then the next day
The illusive lady
Would be gone far away.

With eyes like green pools
And hair of spun, red gold,
Fair skin and a body
That made timid men bold.
Her voice was soft
Like a summer breeze,
Her fragrance like the rain.
Men were brought to their knees
Asking for her love and
Begging her "Please."
But Dona Andea was
Unmoved by all these.

The only man to ever
Touch her icy heart
Was one who could never
Be her's from the start.
If she won his affection
They would only have to part,
For he was a king
And his queen must be
Only a Lady born
Of true nobility.

And although she appeared
More royal than most,
Dona Andea
Could make no boast
Of having been born
Of noble blood;
So her tears fell each day
Like a mournful flood.

They met one sunset
Walking by the sea.
He knew this lovely one
Was his only destiny,
But alas, the blood
That flowed in her veins
Was so sadly common,
Not of noble strain.
He took her in his arms
And tasted her lips so sweet
He knew without her
His heart would cease to beat.

He could not dare to
Make her his queen
And after that night
They were nevermore seen.
But they say sometimes at sunset
If you gaze out over the sea
A sailboat with crimson sails
In the distance glides free,
That the Lady and her king
Sailed away on this craft,
And if you listen closely
You can still here the laugh
Of two lovers who left
A kingdom forever to be
Sailing together eternally.

Copyright 2002
"Love Poetry" 

"Life Is Poetry And Poetry Is Life"

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