Caricamento in corso...


as i place my hand in yours
and we manipulate
the dance floor
at the museum
the people stop
to examine the
little ballerina in pink
as you whirl me around
and we trip on the
fossil of love
rolling head long
up the steeps– at the alps,
at castle Carra
someone is visiting
a dead child
musing what could
have been
hiding in the bushes
did it think i was food

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