Memories

Memories of the kind Irish girl and the bold Italian playfellow
exchanging photos of the Navy, bathed by music of a stringed cello
played somewhere in a town called Cozenza in a bordello dream.
Mnemonic golden memories which last a lifetime, dye cast in mellow.

How sweet and eternal her fair wishes, taxed by moments to wait at home
His sad, sore eyes missing her face, his shield of virtues telling him don't roam.
The character of his amazing journey followed his brute steps,
Popi could not pay enough with his flash memories in deep catacomb.

Like an ocean fisherman, the slow crowds come to see him at the wharf now,
where he comes and goes in ghostly hunt of the wild blue-green foam ocean Tao,
His love is his heart-to-heart steady girlfriend on the strong, front porch,
once coyly smiling in a demure photograph that she quickly signed "'chow"".
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As awed moments do find the two at bay, dangling in glowing, brief candlelight
Vast green farms with cow-udders and horse-saddles protect her in sleep at midnight.




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