L'Amore

Way in the distance
a dark horse drags fabrics patterned primitive silk smooth rough from furiously galloping
Coming around the bend from the rocky beach The sea gallops too along charging
furiously as if time is coming to an end
He slows down
Time stops
A lady in black lace knowing
Only the man men The town settles into her place her place
Galloping she won't slow down
The clock sings along Dark skinned jewels sprawled on the floor
he follows
the venetian glass if full is full