we were in Pamplona

there for the feria

to run in the cold mornings

finding the courage

amongst the bulls

touristas & hemingway fans

I’d found an apartment

leased for the week

& late one afternoon

refreshed by beers after the run

I was mooching around

listening to the sounds

of the Spanish at home

& looking over the internal balcony

I saw her over the way

a black beauty in a white bikini

just as she saw me

we smiled & I turned away shy

she called hola & waved

just as my then girlfriend

came to investigate

not a week after

a fairground gypsy had told her

we would not be together long

I could have saved her silver

told her that myself

& today the black bombshell

was reinforcing that message

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