Trafficante
Star lit skies down seventh ave.
you and I on the Centro cobblestones
dancing for the trolly strolling about
Ybor city cigars stained the air while
Columbian porcelan floors calls me
to perform merlot sends signals
down my spine this night is alive
simply waiting for daylight to arrive
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