let us go to where the air is cool, the sun is warm.
perhaps, after a swim, we will stretch out
on the rocks that slant into the sea.
we may read our books, or close our eyes, listen.
we may hear gulls or pelicans.
we may hear the voices of fisherman in their boats.
let us us walk up the hill to dimitri's this evening
to see the strings of colored lights.
i want to hear music. i want to dance.
he will invite us into the kitchen
to see what is most fresh and most savory.
we will begin with olives and wine.
let us walk down the hill afterward, holding hands.
let us sleep under the stars, and be in love, and honor our love.
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2020-06-24 at 20:51
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