Panarea
A finch nest in the porch
by the Anchor House
where jasmine fills the air
mingling with bouganvillae
as my thoughts drift
with the white volcanic gas
spreading from Dattilo
in champagne waters
and winds of love
carry timid dreams
in and out my world.
The birds storm the sky
and every living creature
can sip from the cup of
Happiness and Peace
when almonds and sage
mix their perfumes
in a pinch of blue salt
in the noon landscape
and my heart beeps fast.
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