Love Again
I don't know where you are now
all I know is the tenderness
in your words of love and beauty.
Jasmine and medlars fill the air
and the deep blue waters sprinkle
with the chamal winds crabs and sea shells.
Stromboli is in front of me and its lava
washes the sea and fishermen cry
and sing old songs of tears and pain.
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