Whilst Wallace took my Queen we were flying over mountains -
Later we played in the house with arched windows -
His dangerous Knight leapt over my stolid pawns -
Each morning we played this noble game -
I would sip the espresso Wallace made for me -
Sophie would butter a ciriola -
We would set out the pieces -
Wallace would always take my Queen -
Travestere
Rome
April 2025
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