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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