Alacrity

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At a time I had more hair
I would have loved to meet you
in a sidewalk café

on some backstreet in Venice,
sip aMarocchino
and talk about your day

winding about the city.
But I have aged, and like wine
have but few years

where I am anything like drinkable.
If I now hasten you to bed, it's because
every vintage has its time.

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Maria2394Maria2394almost 12 years ago
:)

I have nothing specific to add except that I enjoyed your poem. It has a quaint, reminiscent feel and in a way, seemed like a walking journey in some old Belgium City, perhaps Bruges.

I look forward to reading more from you.

~ maria

tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
SINCE YOU DIDNT NOW IS THE TIME

to taste what is there and enjoy the palate. TK U MLJ LV NV