Love Poem: Albuquerque
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Written by: Mike Dailey

Albuquerque

Albuquerque
You loved your Albuquerque
The enchantment it fulfills
From down along the Rio
Up to the Northeast hills
And the lofty Sandia Mountains
With their watermelon hue
But when I think of Albuquerque
I’m thinking dear of you

I could have stayed in Albuquerque
I really think I could
I can taste the chilies cooking
Still smell the pinion wood
I can hear the coyotes howling
They’re calling to me too
But when I think of Albuquerque
I’m thinking dear of you

The azure blue I see there
Lights up the southern sky
And all along the valley
I smell the bread they fry
The layout of its Old Town
Where nothing there is new
But when I think of Albuquerque
I’m thinking dear of you