I wanted to travel
to see your faces
to feel your embrace
and I caught your scent
stepped on the sand
braved the roaring waves
Leaving the winter cold
immersed in your warmth
the summer breeze
the hustle and bustle
the familiar old streets
of my vanished youth
I packed all I needed
my heart, my soul, my will…
to be with you one more time
years without your caress
the comfort of your smile
your breath of joy and life
It’s cold in Mordialloc
the wind cuts to the bone
and you fill my thoughts
my friends, my blood
my other home
