Roman Journey: Finale
fireworks
after makinglove
we slip
out
on to the
terrace
the sky
is
glooming bright
your breasts
cool
my face
burning
our hearts
aglow
time running
out
across the
Tiber
fireworks
one by one
shoot
canonades
of green
red and
white
into the
Roman sky
is this
how this
story ends?
is this
how our
story ends?
Poetry by Peter Humphreys
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Written on 2007-02-19 at 17:02
Tags Journey  Love  Rome 
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