Twilight waved me sadly sighing, adieu,
Furling her rosy hue; cautioning me.
Earie boardwalk creaks near the white sand beach,
But alone I dream here with piercing pains.
The label I hide on the wine bottle,
A label of a shirt she bought for me,
Which I fondly kept as a souvenir
Of my final visit home...years...
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