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JOHN BENJAMIN REGALA SANTOS & FRANCESCA JULIANNE ZIMMER
DINKELSBUHL, BAVARIA – GERMANY

A g a i n  &  a g a i n
the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lie down again and again
among the flowers
f a c e  t o  f a c e  with the sky

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H e r e  I  l o v e  y o u

In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.
The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters
Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.

T o m o r r o w  we will only give them
a leaf of the tree of our love, a leaf
which will fall on the earth
like if it had been made by our lips

like a  k i s s which falls
from our invincible heights
to show the fire and the tenderness
of a  t r u e l o v e.

Then I see you,
Standing under a spire of pale blue larkspur,
With a basket of roses on your arm.

You are cool, like silver,
And you smile.
The Canterbury bells are playing little tunes

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Under the summer roses

When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,

Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,

And  a s k s you

Beautiful, unanswerable  q u e s t i o n s .

The moon turns its  c l o c k w o r k dream.

The biggest stars look at me with your  e y e s .

And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.

In that book which is my  m e m o r y

On the first page
That is the  C h a p t e r when
I first met you

Appear the w o r d s :

H e r e  b e g i n s  a  n e w  L i f e.

Understand, I’ll slip quietly

a w a y  from the noisy crowd

when I see the pale
stars rising, b l o o m i n g , over the oaks.

I’ll pursue  s o l i t a r y  pathways

through the pale  t w i l i t  meadows,

with only this one  D r e a m :

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Y o u  c o m e  t o o.