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Woman From Scopje
My eyes follow you
Catch but a shadow of your Self
Your loneliness finds no place to rest
You burn in the silence of You.
Your woman from Skopje
Elusive tauntingly ephemeral
Ephemera, Alexander’s wraith
Dream-illusion in a reality
That never is but was.
Every fleeting vision of her
You seize and cradle in your arms
Hauntingly un-real in its real-ness
Pygmalion, you knead your fragmented Selves
Into a semblance of your un-remembered you ...