Her smile is wide and infectious
The draw of lone strangers
Who wander and waver in need

She’s a generous, ingenious soul
The all considering mind
With a heart so faithfully consumed with life

Love, is ever-present when I speak
Her most valiant of names
Sicilian,
Running hot from my voice

Love, is a word that fails
To speak of her aims, her travels long past
Her words
So full and deliberate

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