a roving/

wending the roads this
bright-painted caravan
trailing ribbons snapping
in the wake of travel winds
with scarves and veils
and coins jingled tales
whispered lovers' promises
linger on nighttime air
humid with passions'
languid and lazy touch

© Michael Raven

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