Trafika Europe 9/10 - UK in Europe

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12 Poems
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Breton
Carée de Vouvray,
a bourée riding on flutes,
violins and a hurdy-gurdy.
The woods spiral in
a Hundertwasser blur.
We weave our colours
between and through.
His arms, my feet.
His shirt, my dress
and one inevitable kiss.
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