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Escape
Escape
Busta Senetto Sonnet
When I first came to you with rose and wine,
not thinking maid would ever speak consent,
yet hoping sweet words might then play this ear,
of tone conveying notes of thine ascent.
A nodding smile then made our minds entwine.
Now I do know that you are mine this day,
what I will seems what you desire the most.
and stringent social customs hold not fear,
it's vacation time on Italy's coast,
Love, we can anchor make in Naple's bay.
When light's dawn breaks the sky, Escape sets sail,
the weathe's fine, and I think breezes light,
look damsel, flying fish, a charming sight.
Ours may forever be a wondrous tale.
Copyright ©
Alfred Berggren
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