Beseeching at Portals

Between the east of youth
and the west of his future,
a sad side look says
love is a duel.

In fields the color of love
and Spanish mysteries,
beseeching at the portals,
the soft source of lotus lands
falls open.

Ah! to die the sweet death
of fulfilled love,
in that magic land at the end of the lane
where the mysteries of portals
met his demands.