When a Tanguero Falls in Love

The Harbor

When I discovered the harbor ofyour heart,

It was after a long voyage fromacross the ocean,

I did not know I was even gettingclose to discovering you

Until I first spotted gulls thatguided me

To the continent of yourcharacter.

I saw your smile, a waterfall onyour coastline,

And the sound of its soothingpower

Was the first time I heard yourvoice.

On I sailed and I saw the curvesof your mountains,

The flowing rivers of your longhair.

Suddenly a breath-robbing viewovertook me –

Your harbor, your heart.

I felt immediately safe there.

I could see your harbor had nohidden shoals,

No murky waters and unknowndangers.

Your harbor is clear.

I can see to the bottom.

I am hypnotized by theplayfulness

Of the dolphins that play inthe waters of your soul.

I see that they are youryouthful spontaneity.

Your harbor lulls me with waves of hope.

Your harbor is my place of refuge,

A weary vagabond sailor on aship,
Once a captain, but now alone, afloat,

With tattered sails and no crew.


When I discovered the harbor ofyou heart,

I watched in wonder, and thenimpulsively,

I dove into the waters of yoursoul,

And played with the dolphins.

I was not a Cortez who came toconquer a continent.

Your continent, waterfalls,terrain, rivers, clear waters –

And especially your harbor –conquered me.