Lisbon
meeting river Tagus at sunrise
It's
varina, use flip flops,
has
cat movement.
In
the canasta, the caravel;
in
the heart the frigate.
Instead
of crows in shawl
Seagulls
come to land.
When
the wind takes her to the ball,
dance
at the coo mar ball.
It
is the dress of shells;
there
are algae in the hair;
and
in the veins the bark
of
a trawler's engine.
Sell
dream and sea air,
storms
proclaims.
Your
first name, Maria.
Your
nickname Lisbon.
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