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It’s a perfectly early winter day

And I find myself buying roses for a woman
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Poetic forms counterbalance an oval face
Winged chair balanced her body's sharp angels
Ballet embrace harmonized my grace
Close my eyes to her human intoxication
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We shared the same side of the bed, and we shared the same dreams when we laid our heads.
We shared the same fears, and sometimes the same awful piercing life screams,
We shared a smile, a look, and a feeling for each other, that made us work.
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too much from time
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Lost Love

It’s a perfectly early winter day

And I find myself buying roses for a woman

That I am no longer with—physically

On the way home I tend to buy roses

And keep them close to my quivering heart

Just as her fragrance used to whisper in my ear

Now it lingers near the right side of the bed

I was never afraid of love until I met her

I was a man with unyielding confidence

We emerged from the subway of separation

Love between us somehow slipped into silence

Glowing as a soft flower carved in my heart

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