Love, Mallorca
Un somi mallorquí Postcards are scattered about In the dark With nowhere to go. I hear the waves Of guitar strings and voices Dancing me away Into dreams of tomorrow. The wind is silent As I listen to the sea Singing me a sweet lullaby Under a canopy of Figs and trees. I linger on some thoughts That sway, fading into nothing. Flowers lead me … Continue reading Love, Mallorca