photo & poem © Jesús Montero
I love cobwebs
And whispers,
Cobblestones and how
Roasted peppers, blister.
I love the Spring
And Winter,
A good Summer song
Or how Fall-leaves, twister.
I love the words
Bloom, gloom, how
Fireworks go ba-boom,
How nuns are called, sisters.
I love being called
Herr, monsieur,
Sir, though the Brit in
Me, much prefers Mister.
photo & poem © Jesús Montero
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