Pristine Sistine
Sweet little six things,
The chapel of Michael,
-angelo in the wings
Angel wings for her birthday,
A vacation for your thoughts
Time and time
You try and find
Their equivalent in the North.
The lack of cohesion
Yields no solid reason
It’s not clear to me
The link between both.
This bonding block
Has to stop
I have a deadline to meet
But all I think of
When in need of
Are the sunny, scalding streets.
The aching sun and the sweaty shorts
Floating trousers and shaded spots
Budapest or Rome
No time to phone
Those girls who live at home.
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