O Sorrento!
How you glisteneth green in the golden spring sun,
Calm and serene, not a soul around, nay, no one.
How is it that Ive not seen you before?
Reality or my mind's image, dreams galore.
I know not,
but why then the Deja vu,
when I see you.
Your memory from long ago....
O Sorrento, O sorrento.
No comments:
Post a Comment