7.18.2010

The Island

that Time never knew…
first near the Church
there seemed a clue
in the catacombes
of whispering hue
Saint Agatha’s mystery
became one for two
so i followed you
counting bricks in
narrow pathways
making note of the
arcs on display
Loving Couples blush
and bouganvilla sway
”...it’s very old here…”
and in the moss
I heard your name
echos of Lost
as I make my way
to a rocky coast
I past the Knight
and began to thirst
for the memory
of where my heart
came first…
then at a Red booth
I found my Muse

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