Poetry Form: Free Verse/Prosaic
I sit at Place Ville Marie
facing the headless lady
looked one way she resembles
a fish
a dolphin
a mermaid
yet--
it --
represents the female form
spawning the fountain waters
beneath her
I swim my dreams amongst
the city's purified water
beneath the figure
of my Aphrodite
her thighs tightly closed
and bare breasts kiss
upwards
to touch the Montréal tearful sky
the fountain
water ejaculates
towrds these heavens
sprinkle salt droplets
upon her cement form
I sit sipping
my super-sized
two cream six sugar cold café
upon a marble
bench
the Eglise St. James
bells
toll twelve
exiting from the Tour Banque Royale
a young office couple
skipping
lunch
sneaking
between Place Ville Marie columns
duck
into crevices corners
of the dark building's soul
sihoutted shadows shade their movements
connect moistened lips
forfeiting
food to
feed
their love's soul
a summer d
r
i
z
z
l
e
as she re-enters
the real world
tear droplets d
r
i
p
on her fuchsia suit
marking their mark
on her material
as she darts back in -
to his arms protecting her
from upcoming office gossip
with a giggle from the
depths
of her muse
she slowly releases
her hand
gaily dances
toward the entrance
disappears into the Tower
as the fountain's sunlamp light
dances on the naked breasts
of my Aphrodite
salt tears from heaven
sprinkle droplets upon
her cement form
June 16, 2005
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