Let’s wander the streets
on calm evenings
when the sky has become
the froth on your espresso.
things flutter away on hands
and tunes meander down cool alleys
that peek at you
from around the corners.
on calm evenings
when the sky has become
the froth on your espresso.
things flutter away on hands
and tunes meander down cool alleys
that peek at you
from around the corners.
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