Where Is Argentina?

I’m positive

Between your well-worn shoes

Cobble stone streets

Armor guarded chapels

Broken stains

I’m a descendent

Waking up to your

Holy neons and pointing nuns

Priests dub a new track

They close the shutters

She passes by in multiples

Together bare

In every hue and shade

Youthful fountains everywhere

Straddle your motor

Midnight speed

Frozen, I kiss the city

© 2008 David Greg Harth

08.09.10.18:57:00@PantheonRome