Spanish sky

Spanish sky

peacock blue

 

&  heat rises

from cobbled dust

 

in waves.

 

Wave upon wave

of tourists’ queue

 

for Velasquez

Rubens, Bosch,

 

a hanging Christ

Botticelli’s mythic

 

drive.

 

Silent night:

you breathe in

 

breathe out;

years of stress

 

drain from pillow.

 

We are congruent

two waves upon

 

this shore, this time,

undulating synchronicity.

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