Letters to Maria Coryaté: Part VII. [postcard, postmark: February 19th, 2015, Geneva]



Another Love Away


Fly, pretty love, fly away.

Don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK.

For my next love is but another

love away.


Another love away, another love away,

my new love is now another love away.


I met her in the morning,

before she’d done her hair;

I kissed her in the evening,

when her scenes where over.


Another love away, my love, another

love will while away.

For my old love is now a whole

new love away.

— Pat




more from Letters to Maria Coryaté



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