Unrelenting dark rain <br />Drenches the downcast heart; <br />But the days would seem pleasant <br />And not sorrow-tinged <br />If I could only forget <br />The allure of her eyes <br />And the scent of her hair: <br />Then I would not dream foolish dreams <br />And I would not reel in such despair. <br /> <br />Lovesick for prolonged months, <br />I fear I’m becoming an Italian poet.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/italian-poet/
