Amorino

 

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I loved to buy the things that she deserved,

Venetian and Parisian in style,

The Positano, surcoat-like coat served

With jewellery from shops along the isle

Beyond the pont from Notre Dame, or cones

With ice cream shaped like petals on a rose

Along the Marais street with cobblestones.

That one boutique in Venice where the clothes

Would make you halt and shout out “Stop!” when seen

Displayed behind the gloss of window glass

Is where a dusty pink or gold with sheen

Ensemble made all other outfits crass.

  In Canterbury I found a dress of gauze

    And net that triggered female eyeballs’ pause.

~ Phillip Whidden