Saint Fermin's Flirt
On bovine hooves death thunders near
Along Pamplona cobblestones:
Fleet, snorting brutes with thrashing horns
Enrich my life through coursing fear.
My frantic sprint lends throbbing heart
As death stampedes on bovine hooves;
One slip, a fall, could spell my doom—
True love for life does dread impart!
December 6, 2016
Flirt Poetry Contest
Lewis Raynes, Sponsor
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