Clouds sad and also of joy...

'Frances...'
Isabella called him
Francesco was at his table
his legs he had placed
On another chair...
Restive...
'si!'
Francesco startling replied at once...
'you are awake?
I thought you are again in your mind's ways
Catching visions...'
Isabella stated...
But her statement had a little rusty feel
As if she had something to say...
Francesco turned around...
he could see her eyes
A bit tired...
Dewy...
'che cosa e successo cara?'
(what happened dear?)

he asked...
Standing up...
Looking at her eyes...

'you make so many journeys dear...
They are good no doubt...
But...
Where do I stand?'
Isabella asked...
Hidden grief...
A nimble one...

Francesco smiled...
he thought he should laugh out loud...
But there were dark clouds
All over her...
she might cry...
she might be severely down...

'hey...
Isabel mine...
Don't you know
how i travel only to search
Mines
Of diamonds...
For you dear...
They all i place at your feet...
For that sole reason i take untrodden street
And hills and valleys...
And marshy lands...
And also skywalks...
And everything...
You got to believe that...
Don't you know
Where an Isabella stands?
Where actually angel of poesy drop
And fold her wings white and soft?
Where oceans deep with waves on them sparkle and glitter?
At what piazza i stop my taximeter?
At what road the casaurina tree blooms?
Where i meet the heavenly tunes?
They all go for you dear...
They all go for you...
What do you fear?'

Francesco took a deep breath in
Stopping...
Tired of explaining...
his theory of evolution of mind
his idea of an essence sublime...

Isabella looked at him for a while...
She just looked straight...
Fixed...

And Frances felt
That look had lesser clouds...
And Abramo...
From his piccolo...
Called out
Loud...
'hey Frances...
hey Isabel...
Want some pancakes?
Just baked them...
For you two...
Come down please...'

Hearing this
Isabella smiled...
She walked towards the casement...
Peered out of it...
Bending a bit...
And yelled joyous
'we are coming down soon!'

Francesco smiled...
And thought of a song...
A Washington...
With a name Louis...
Released in
October perhaps
Of 1967....
Perhaps...

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