With a sleek boyish haircut
Framing a perfectly lovely face,
She stood beneath the streetlight
With her pyramid earrings sparkling.
We were wild escaped pirates
From a photograph or black and white movie;
The slow eternal kiss.
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Superb imagery. Wherever I go, or wherever I post, your poetry remains unforgettable. I wish your words well always, Warm regards, Sandra