Poetry For Everyday People
Map Words And Magic Gates
Trying to break
through the line
past the dot before
the R
between L & Q
where the deli
use to be
next door to
the bakery
green black
olives
the sun shined hot
and store owners
stood watering
the side walks
trying to break
through the line
where the kiss
is pure as a dream
hot Pastrami
Swiss cheese
spicy mustard
fresh baguette
wild flowers wrapped
in white paper
red wine home
on the kitchen table
underneath our roof
trying to break
through the line
past can't
past alleys
wet dark cobblestone street
gas lanterns
jasmine climbing winking,
as I open the gargoyle guarded
black iron gate
to the sound of fountains
calling a soul home
sweet sweet
line home.
through the line
past the dot before
the R
between L & Q
where the deli
use to be
next door to
the bakery
green black
olives
the sun shined hot
and store owners
stood watering
the side walks
trying to break
through the line
where the kiss
is pure as a dream
hot Pastrami
Swiss cheese
spicy mustard
fresh baguette
wild flowers wrapped
in white paper
red wine home
on the kitchen table
underneath our roof
trying to break
through the line
past can't
past alleys
wet dark cobblestone street
gas lanterns
jasmine climbing winking,
as I open the gargoyle guarded
black iron gate
to the sound of fountains
calling a soul home
sweet sweet
line home.
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Map Words And Magic Gates
Map Words And Magic Gates
