Wann
when we were lovers time stood still
over that old barn facing the diner sign
that seemed to record my echo
above the whispering hushes
that borrowed time amidst the faint
sound of a coo coo clock awaiting the maids
to carry the milk over the full grown men
sewing wood beneath dancing clogs
upon red cobblestone I was quite
taken by the hidden telly covered
in colorful leaves craving my nakedness
over looking Russian tanks tucked away
in Kremlin arms
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