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Western Song

You lie with your Greek lover In the next room, curled up on the sofa You ravish figs and olives, and sip at his Greek wine.

In the morning When I hear him take his colonel’s cap And leave I remember that summer in Munich When you turned from the windows And you promised

Me that there would Be no more Pragues.

© 2003-2021 Stephen Taylor
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