Levanto

Landscape, Light and Love

Somehow

all this colour

entered into you

in a single afternoon

and then created this…

I didn’t see it happen.

I was out walking, collecting

my own images, borrowing light

birthed 8 minutes earlier and 93 million

miles away - fresh photons flooding, overflowing -

space flicked, planet licked, then silicon stored away.

The bay of Levanto

was a kiss awaiting lips

but it was always

yours

I wanted

Art by Meg. Words and Pics by Dave