the bet

could i have your kiss



between blue and red

between ice and frozen slush

of a winter carnival palace



could the gentle moment

of of your intimate touch

be frozen in a instant



on the edge of a river

that is a frozen lake



that generated blocks of ice

for the kings and queens

of saranac lake



could the angel of my desire

tilt her head and close her eyes



and move the stars above me

while i cash in on my winnings

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