June 15, 2012
Adventures are on the way
while having these sites and scenes in my head;
Sitting and watching beyond the bay
of Sicily hearing “Buon Giorno” being said.

She sat there so fragile
being able to take in the breeze;
Thinking this could be so magical
in a way to make the scene freeze.

I wish. I could have taken that piece
of what was left of your heart;
Showing the love that I wish had not been lost.

Yet, even though I didn’t think I could
hold on anymore to what could have been
I still got it in my heart.

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