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Quiet Nights and Quiet Stars
Quiet Nights and Quiet Stars
The cozy, round, garden table,
In that smoky Columbian cafe.
A time long ago, and far away.
Let’s go back in time, we’re able.
The dance floor, we happily purvey,
In this country, let us joyfully stay!
In our house, your head I will cradle.
Your Latin eyes, still make me sway.
I truly vow, with you, I will forever stay!
7/25/2024 poem 2
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Panagiota Romios
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