La Vita es un Carnaval?

October 24, 2017




We walked the streets
of Florence
in the biting breezes
of a new year
still cutting her teeth

I followed you
through passage
and cobbled histories
along long lingering loyalties

bridging
between 
boyfriend
and
friend
both twice removed

We 
danced
until dawn
stretched through 
the piazza
with a yawn
of light

Stumbling into
your one room
your one bed
your one question
Could I 
keep
it
this scorching darkness
between us
just us

My answer
strong and spirited
like the Caffè corretto
slowly sipped
the morning after




OctPoWriMo 17 Day 24

Photo Credit: Jennifer Astramowicz  "La Vita es un carnival"

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1 comments

  1. This image struck me:
    "in the biting breezes
    of a new year
    still cutting her teeth"
    Thank you. xoA

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