Fredrick St. Claire

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Dances, while lasted, lulled me,
but as I'm revisiting the faded pics
of our merry plans in the past,
your soft arms entwine someone else…
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I'd been thinking
it would tear me
but the good news is
the wound's not lethal;
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The beatitude in our life
sometimes is just a moment;
but dance vitalizes and gives
pleasure with every movement...
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My Lost Fair Johanna

This poem is a translation of my original (hungarian) .

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