Giorgio Veneto (Athens, Greece)
On Tall Mountain
Their names were sung in bluish sky
recited by two goldfinches,
and one by one unspoken wishes,
became a sole awry.
And then gray rain clouds gathered where,
celestial was her face nigh,
affable was his solemn try,
within her sparkling stare.
And she embraced the dreams both loved,
above deep oceans and vast lands;
a painful token in her hands,
her wed white satin gloved.
Upon the tall mountain he stayed,
forever lied amidst the rock;
delineated name by chalk,
the drizzle washed away.
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