I was there
Windowing your story
Peeking into your world
Right next to the small green fountain in the middle of the library
Did you see the the broken glass near your left foot
I did
You wore a multi colored tunic
You held fresh picked berry's in your right hand
You hair was in a disarray from the lustful wind
Your eyes blinked of frustration
You snacked on fruits while you read the daily journal of italy
I cried out to you
I felt so alive
I never wanted to live more
You heard me
You had too
You peeked up twice to the sound of my raspy voice
Remind me again of your next travel
My heart and soul are already packed
Monday, January 28, 2008
Eat Pray Love
Eat Pray Love
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