Poem.
A moment in a moment
then a kiss .
longing and sand and foam clouds
a woman’s ankle
that and dancing
melancholy and despair, and beauty,
oval with the years spent at wrist.
Tango’s bloody bare feet,
the millions of roses
red and white.
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