Brett Lair Poems

They called me,
to show you, the ways of life in which you are not familiar,
two of us, undivided, sharing life and love as others don't know,
deeper and deeper, until we fall into a trance,
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She walks with an elegance that all can see.
It isn't easy to be a beautiful soul.
Although the nights are hard, and the days a drag, she moves along as if life is nothing but a breeze.
Deep inside, she feels remorse.
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The French girl in a cloche hat spoke,
Red sortie sign, then up the stairs,
The Moulin Rouge, the flagstone steps.
Up the hill where Satie sat.
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