Abel Korzeniowski...... Poem by RIC BASTASA

frozen in a dance position
history shall be perplexed.

soon the geologists shall
find the answer as to what love really is.

the rippling notes of an old love
go to the antarctic.

the lovers simply want everything to stop there
at that point hoping that love does not change.

seemingly fidelity is likened to a footprint
of the dinosaur preserved by a catastrophe

that struck everyone and yet muted and shall
forever say nothing about it....