You let me go

You let me go

 

Come to me,

Lie in my arms under a soft Italian sunset.

 

There is a place West of Folloncia,

On the small island of Portoferraio, you will find me on,

Isolotto d’ Ortano.

 

  Soft breezes flow over our bodies,

As the waves, caress the shore.

 

Kiss me…kiss me one last time, my sweet love.

Soft breathing…gentle languid touches.

 

Lie with me until our last sunrise.

This will not be goodbye.

 

You let me go, the tears cry for our love.

You walked away; you let me go.

 

Until we met again…

Author's Note

Reviews

[Latifa]

aah you are in romantic mood today my friend great piece i hope she let you go ...

[ron]

No she did not. I wish she would.

[Latifa]

time heals everything my friend our greatest power for me is our ability to ADAPT nothing last

[ron]

I wish it was that simple, but thank you.

[shallimarRose]

Awww Ron... re: "no she did not" so sad.. :(

[ron]

Emotionally it feels like it Rose.

[Sami Khalil]

An American lover on an Italian island. What more do we need to make this poem a romantic one....:)

[ron]

Lol i looked on a map of Italy to find a remote island for this one. Than an Italian romantic song and went with it.

[Sami Khalil]

Hahaha. Good for you...:)