Sailing on the Cinque terre I see fishing boats on the shore, little houses of every colour. Sky of blue you by my side smiling softly. Holding your hand is perfect peace and love, I never want to let it go.
Michael Cochrane ©
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Holding your hand is perfect peace and love, I never want to let it go.....no dear friend, you should not. A sweet poem on love and peace!