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The view from a small un-assuming yacht on the Italian riviera . Idyllic, bucolic, charming warm. Painted illustrations the boats name is hope. The boat seems to be anchored near a beachhead only accessible by boat. La Riviera Italienne.
Oh Alison,
Perfection shatters illusion.
A dim bottle surfs these waves.
A note read-
Grimace unto feeling.
Isolated in structured emotion.
I'm told I shouldn't feel this way.
Wealth compounds upon toil.
Notes uncorked, bands unblocked.
Chemical romantics in carbon derivations.
I chart the feeling, warm blues crest in tides.
Petals roll away.
A deeply flawed blue diamond takes its place.
Romance with love, who could hold it?
Only if tears could fill this tea cup.
1ov3 David
Post Script: Love a product of hate, allow them to despise you while they can't stop saying your name.
