We have never met
(A love poem to a gentle lass, who quietly encouraged me to write)
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Did you ever
(thinking of my Mother, who died when I was young, thinking of my daughter, and remembering walking alone along a quiet beach in Angola, Africa, with the waves coming steadily ashore...)
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I flew alone
(An allegory of Man's eternal quest for love)
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(Bounced off: Butterfli's 'I call you friend')
Friendship
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(This is a poem to a former lover, who died alone in a single vehicle car crash.
We rode a motorbike for thousands of miles.)
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