Love In A Romantic Place Poem by Michael Crawford

My heart is where I wanted to go
I was up but now feel low
This feeling I have will not last long
As long as I don't ever hear that song

I imagine olives trees close to the rugged coast
Sitting on my deck drinking coffee, having a slice of toast
The sun would be warm and devoid of mist and rain
These places I see will remove the pain

News has come my trip can be delayed
My heart feels empty, as if there was a raid
I need to go to see this new place
When I go, I will wear a different face

We are resilient, time has shown
We each own our hearts, the good times and bad, we own
I know this little town near the sea awaits me
On the Mediterranean is where I need to be


She waits for me there, so young and beautiful for sure
I know our time together, so romantic, is my cure
Friends tells us this to be our place
To be happy and free, to get out of the dating race

Such a romantic place, old structures and vines filled with color
A place where you are an artist instead of a scholar
The old sea vessels docked and revealing the age
Free to be untied to sail free, not remain in a cage

I have to leave, I can't bear this place no more
My clothes are in a suitcase, not in a drawer
Her love will test me, more than ever, and forever
Our feelings are so strong, I know unable to sever

This is to those who find love in a romantic place
There is a woman there you may want to embrace
The two of you with a glass of wine at a scenic overlook
You will know you will not be a person in a phone book