I hear your heartbeat
While strolling on cobblestone streets through town.
I feel your hand caress my cheek
In the warm breeze off the Bay.

There’s a pink house with green wooden shutters in the fishing village below.
Boats rock softly in the water.
Watching from the balcony it soothes me.
The chime of a lonely church bell cuts sharply through the night
marking the passage of time.

I fight my need for closure.
A need you’ll never feel.
You never opened your heart.

Still I want you near as your memory taunts me
and I strive to resolve my muddled emotions.

Watching lights flicker in the distance,
I no longer feel alone
While reliving our relationship
Through the charm of Sorrento
The romance of Ravello
The passion and fury of Vesuvious
And the ruins we’ve left behind, in Pompeii.

You see my love, you are here with me.
As I finally make peace with you in my heart
Cradled, in the Bay of Naples.

(c) SeptemberMom 1994