Ode to TingLi

TingLi, I ache to hear your voice again
That speaks in swan and sighs
That I will never know another like you
Who can lift the soul to tender skies

 
TingLi, so mild and so wise
So analytical, ethereal and a bundle of gain
I am lost in unfamiliar territory
Not knowing how my heart might leap
If I hear you greet me again
Why does your soul sing, when I am near?
Why do you look my way when I smile to myself

 
TingLi, go gently into the night
With success, fortune and prosperity
I am too dangerous for your curiosity
Though I may be the only one
Who could readily understand your
Mandarin and Italian sides, your music, your life.

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