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"positano" poems
*The red light of the sun Slowly descending The sky is all I see It’s never ending We could fly You and I On a cloud Music on the hillside Piano in a villa over there Violin below Fireworks above A beat – a beating heart Someone begins to sing The red light of the sun Slowly descending The sky is all I see It’s never ending We could fly You and I On a cloud Is this place real The ocean below The red sky above The music Romance on the wind. Sing with me The wind plays with the leaves The weather turns colder But as long as we believe Love doesn’t get older We could fly You and I On a cloud Only after one leaves Does this place become real A crown jewel midst a rocky cliff A place so beautiful its Memory etches itself into your soul Food to die for Drinks to fight for… On a journey of the heart There’s so much to see When the sky is dark You’ll be right here Right here with me Good morning I vow*
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Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 12:00 PM UTC
Ode to Positano
Jamming jellyfish Top-Me  ((Giddy App Seahorse)) The horseradish on my lap______ The jolly Jelly Gefilte Fish Little help from my friends How we click the laptop One dent to Deceive me The Rock and Rolling Stomach his smoke went Like *** Cheese) he leaves me The spicy tongue map Z-Top Zany Chilli Pepper____ your # tap dance tap Italian top of the cheese designer skirt The outskirts of Naples Her sweet dimples, please The Islands of Sicily So many Cheese forms Terms of Endearment Mama Mia Murano-Positano Her lips of Romano Cheese (To Top Me) Challenge me Cheese doesn't mix with cappuccino, she's the Capri Ala Denti Cheese Wiz chair Mediterranean Wines Bear men doing low sips of time the grisly(Z) pour The car smelled like Flight (Top Me) Swiss air Meet Dominique How it went La Cirque Anti Christ Devil Red-bed cheese mystique SOS to their notes PS the junk car in Midas the makeover Make-up artist counter Clinique I could paint over your hood Creamy mind put at ease He's so displeased New castle disease Mingling social disease She's so infectious ZZ- Top me rock me Eyes bloodshot you got me And nevertheless With twelve and V V- Vamps tramps and 14 karats The French Lieutenant Mistress Brie with heavy bite teeth like garnets Cher turning back time The burlesque striptease Come back little Sheba Z Top Queen of Sheba I know it's coming soon____? All Tight claustrophobic The tight squeeze Him speaking Mandarin Oranges The British Colony Unique Chinese languages Her hills, San Francisco Jack Nicholson Comedy of China town The American Women Smile cheese at the Disco The food Cantonese style Z muscles Hercules Joan Rivers Fashion Police The Cheese of Portuguese Its the meat market With his nifty thrifty Neice All Socrates (Gromet and Cheese) Those Brooklyn workers The Falcon Matese____* More cheese Z-Top Who could ever top The string cheese Silken strings became to rest, I rest my cheese What cheese fascinates you Tell me?
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Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 9:12 AM UTC
Z- Top Me! Cheese
Jamming jellyfish Top-Me  ((Giddy App Seahorse)) The horseradish on my lap______ The jolly Jelly Gefilte Fish Little help from my friends How we click the laptop One dent to Deceive me The Rock and Rolling Stomach his smoke went Like *** Cheese) he leaves me The spicy tongue map Z-Top Zany Chilli Pepper____ your # tap dance tap Italian top of the cheese designer skirt The outskirts of Naples Her sweet dimples, please The Islands of Sicily So many Cheese forms Terms of Endearment Mama Mia Murano-Positano Her lips of Romano Cheese (To Top Me) Challenge me Cheese doesn't mix with cappuccino, she's the Capri Ala Denti Cheese Wiz chair Mediterranean Wines Bear men doing low sips of time the grisly(Z) pour The car smelled like Flight (Top Me) Swiss air Meet Dominique How it went La Cirque Anti Christ Devil Red-bed cheese mystique SOS to their notes PS the junk car in Midas the makeover Make-up artist counter Clinique I could paint over your hood Creamy mind put at ease He's so displeased New castle disease Mingling social disease She's so infectious ZZ- Top me rock me Eyes bloodshot you got me And nevertheless With twelve and V V- Vamps tramps and 14 karats The French Lieutenant Mistress Brie with heavy bite teeth like garnets Cher turning back time The burlesque striptease Come back little Sheba Z Top Queen of Sheba I know it's coming soon____? All Tight claustrophobic The tight squeeze Him speaking Mandarin Oranges The British Colony Unique Chinese languages Her hills, San Francisco Jack Nicholson Comedy of China town The American Women Smile cheese at the Disco The food Cantonese style Z muscles Hercules Joan Rivers Fashion Police The Cheese of Portuguese Its the meat market With his nifty thrifty Neice All Socrates (Gromet and Cheese) Those Brooklyn workers The Falcon Matese____* More cheese Z-Top Who could ever top The string cheese Silken strings became to rest, I rest my cheese What cheese fascinates you Tell me?
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Today is November 3rd, and I'm thinking about how we all want to be known, to be loved. We all wish for those intimate conversations that never seem to end, conversations that don't require effort. I think it should be that way, but as you get older and keep trying with these "intimate conversations" you realize that it's hard to find that one person to have it with. We all want that someone to not just debate with, but to talk about the colors in the fall time or how short life sometimes feels. I feel that it is in these moments of intimacy when people fall in love. It's all honesty, no ******** And yet, we keep trying to achieve the perfect "intimate conversation" like in the movies- hoping their magic will rub off on us. In trying to achieve it, don't we lose out on the authenticity of intimacy? To be intimate, truly intimate, there is honesty, there is authenticity. And despite everything, that's what I felt when I was with you. If I never see you again, thank you for reigniting the flame to my life's passions. If we do, I'll see you in Positano.
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 3:03 PM UTC
My letter to you
We'll run away together, love To the shores of Italy Among the rows of grape vines Beneath the willow trees We'll buy a villa in Positano Red brick and marble, by the sea We'll dance with wine and moonlight If you'll run away with me In the boutiques and cafes We'll drink espresso and high tea The pebble streets call out your name Come with me now, let's flee A one-way ticket is simply frugal I'm sure you will agree We'll kiss beneath the Elba stars And create a new reality
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Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 11:31 AM UTC
Coalescence
terracotta pink sun-washed peach they tumble down tumble they do to the sea   Positano the Amalfi coast its steep and slanted streets Positano where wisteria grows on hotel walls though paint does peel stucco crumbles and awnings fade Positano even in its sometimes tattered state it's  still a weathered beauty Whit Howland © 2019
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 4:03 AM UTC
Positano, Italy