rose on my elbows; eyes staring into the sweet rosy mouth of day.
haiku
crisp and cold...
snow flurries mingling
with the cocoa of princes.
snow flurries mingling
with the cocoa of princes.
on the balcony facing the alps, wrapped in black and silver ermine.
my plane lands in Lusane-quick clean-up then head to the opera to sing.
intrigued by european towns...royalty and chateaux hiding things.
haiku
assignations amid
the blue noise of swiss
evenings bowing to land.
the blue noise of swiss
evenings bowing to land.
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