Monday, August 22, 2011

Your heart by the shore*

Your heart by the shore*


Bold crisp day in the mountain air
The sky is partly cloudy but it is fair
I take a walk down by the village shore
Look back at the mountain that I came here for
I sit upon a rock and gaze into the rippled deep
There is no reflection only your heart I see and keep


Dom*Colucci 2011

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