Chianti

white lights blur scrolling
up up up
then stop

we sip chianti
remembering sunsets
over domed roofs
and an evening strolling streets
bereft of vendors
and the hagglers
just now are packing up
wheeling away their wares

a few chairs placed haphazardly
pushed indiscriminately
this way and that
around forgotten tables
and the echoes of footsteps
on cobblestone

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