Vespa
I spy two riders astride a Vespa
(wingless) they are coupled upon it
she wears espadrilles
his shirt floats
their bodies are beat red
they are a wasp its four wings
the wind touches them
their bodies touch
astride the Vespa, its silver blue body
between their legs
they are so swiftly moving
he holds onto the Vespa
she holds onto the Vespa
bared is the skin of their faces.