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Heaven in Tuscany

Remember when we sat on that verandah,
outside our rented, rustic Tuscan home;
among those hills, with cypress trees and vines,
just taking in the view and sipping wine?

I said that sitting there, with wine like that
and looks like yours, was my idea of heaven.
But I confess, on looking back,
it wasn't true: heaven then, as now,
was simply loving you.
— Robert Melliard, Nov 30, 2008

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Region, Country: Asturias, Spain

Favorite Poets: Chaucer, Shakespeare, Du Bellay, Metaphysicals, Petrarch, Dante, Baudelaire, Lorca, Becquer, Coleridge

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Robert Melliard

Robert Melliard

17 years 5 months ago

Hi Janice,

Many thanks for your comment. I was a little disappointed that no one had reacted to this poem. Perhaps it is too romantic for most readers. I'm glad you tuned in to the love it contains. Best wishes, Robert.