If The Sky Is Blue Then Don't Fix It
sitting next to him
on the airplane
he was teary-eyed
as my questions
rekindled his
foreign love affair
with American Alicia
not knowing
his heart
still lingers there with her like a
a soft opera
a soft soul
maybe eighteen
and speaks and still dreams
of a girl in a different home
he speaks and still dreams
to find
his new accent
he speaks and still dreams
of a summer visit
next year
from a lost American love
his only
his first