Written in Italy

is there a quest for love?
Before I introduced him to you, there were only prophetic suggestions.
What is it when spring still hibernates in the eve that winter leaves.
Promoting appreciation of a beloved woman,
a few oceans away, a man with a mission, writes to her.
A love that is young but true carries no regards for specific pleasure
Only to be with you, join me on the leaf of my journal,
love obtained from whom he writes
blind devotion roots tragedy for one but for two it gives sight.

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