There is something medieval in my golden-ringed hand
Pat a soft hair of a licking its huge white paw hound Colt
That rattles its belt-size collar that smells tartly leather
The smell of a leather and a shine of a gold.
And a sweet,tickling smell of a book that was started and recently done
Golden letters of which dimly shine in the sun.
A fine smell it is of a newly-plained piece of a larch
And a rainbowly-colourful oil,butterly greased onto it-
There is something medieval indeed!
Sky-luicid flowers in glass and a nascent leaf of a tree...
Juicy,rhithmical steps that appear so far and so near:
All this frosty morning so prescisely done right for me,
I am so natural here!
There is something medieval
© Copyright: Verdadero Barbudo, 2003
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