Riverdale park By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
I met her on a page of life
where nothing had been written
Blushing petals
Paper peonies
Purring like a kitten
She could ink in black the avenue
like notes upon a scale
How I marvelled at her melodies
and lush romantic tales
Sundays laughed with our reflections
in the windows of the shops
buying garlic greens
prosciutto
mozzarella
When I stopped
to ask her,
“What of finer dining where they serve the golden calf?”
She replied,
“I'm making salad—nothing's finer!”
Then she laughed
“Dear,
the sun will soon be setting”
“Follow me before it's dark!”
So I followed her
and saw the light
in Riverdale Park
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