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Spanish Steps 
The September sun pulls
beads of sweat from my brow
and I can still smell Beatrice
on my skin as I thumb through
a worn volume of Keats.
I want to stop time;
to savor this moment
and the memory of her skin
intermingled with my own.

The Piazza is alive
and so am I, and maybe
for the first time I know
what happiness feels like:
The smile of a woman,
the taste of her lips
and a warm Chianti
shared in the darkness
of a Roman night.

Posted by Steven Marty Grant at 11:30 PM Labels: Love, Middle Age, One Shot Wednesday, Romance, Rome 
this sounds really good..you captured with few words a moment of perfect bliss..uplifting and sunny

October 12, 2010 at 5:40 PM Glynn said...

Steven, this is absolutely perfect. It's all so beautifully drawn together, like a fine painting.

October 12, 2010 at 5:41 PM Maureen said...


October 12, 2010 at 5:52 PM tuberider said...

Awesome! I really enjoyed that. Very tight, nothing wasted.

October 12, 2010 at 5:55 PM Timoteo said...


October 12, 2010 at 6:11 PM 
as I thumb through

Great lines!

Vivid, human poem.

October 12, 2010 at 7:22 PM 
Just as I suspected of your tweet, stating this as being so called "crap" > ISN'T, lol, very well done. Actually quite rewarding, and sweet really. Excellent! ~April

October 12, 2010 at 7:39 PM 
Supremely well written. I could taste the Chianti and hear the siren call of the piazza...

This? Is gorgeous.

October 12, 2010 at 7:43 PM 
that sounds like wonderful happiness to me...i think a sigh might have escaped...now i need to get home to my wife...nice one shot!

October 12, 2010 at 7:57 PM 
Beautiful poetic lines and feeling.

October 12, 2010 at 8:22 PM 

October 12, 2010 at 8:23 PM Ben Langhinrchs said...

Wonderful. I can feel the feelings, smell the smells, taste the tastes. Great job.

October 12, 2010 at 8:54 PM 
Yes you captured it perfectly. I was there exactly a year ago. It was warm. We walked piazza to piazza and I stayed at the bottom of the Spanish Steps. Thanks for the memories. Gay @beachanny

October 12, 2010 at 10:44 PM Carolina Linthead said...

What a sensory pleasure this is! I, too, could smell Beatrice, feel the worn book in my hands and the September sun, and I could taste the Chianti, feel its warmth against the night chill. Thanks for sharing ;-)

October 13, 2010 at 5:54 AM 
Sweeet. Smells are strongly mnemonic, but what I kind of don't get is that the tone is happy and content, yet the woman is gone?

October 13, 2010 at 7:25 AM Eric Alder said...

God bless Beatrice and all women who make our nights memorable.

Nice One Shot, Steven!

October 13, 2010 at 11:20 AM 
Invite you to try the prompts at Writer's Island

October 14, 2010 at 12:48 AM Cor said...

A beautiful poem. You have a way with painting a picture using words. This was a great addition to One Shot. Once again can't wait to see the latest Installement.

October 15, 2010 at 8:55 AM 
Sounds like a great night to me ;) Nice one shot. Love and Light, Sender

October 15, 2010 at 10:35 AM 
So lively and freshly feeling.. :D

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