Poem -

Blame It on Saint Malo

Saint Marlo is in France & really quite beautiful

Saint Malo, is where
I found truth ..
But where I also left
my innocence
and indeed my youth ..
So long ago
and very far behind me ..
Yet now tho’
in particular, I do recall
her fingers
like a harpist or some
young croupiers
so long, so slender,
quick and cool ..

 

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