You magically disappeared
But your vivid image stayed
Within my mind and dreams!
Love and fear brought me tears
Like morning’s dew that plays
With the flowers in the Spring!
Gone was your sweet voice
But its echo remained in my ears,
Though I had no other choice
But to wipe out my invisible tears!
Now the wind is blowing
Towards totally different way,
The dried leaves are falling
But new ones will come any day!
Romeo Della Valle
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New York City
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