The clouds it seemed
had been combed back
with wide-teethed combs
that left
wide scars across the sea
From afar
the diffuse shape of the islet
emerged
above the blue-hued mist
with its snowy peak
I dreamt of being at your side:
talk to you
listen
But the volcano remains silent.
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