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The Ballad of Raphael
by: Acquah Vicki Raphael:( A BALLAD ) The name rolled off of his tongue so gaily, He seemed to be fulfilled by just saying " RAH PHA EL". Matthew's wheels were spinning this was the one who would save him,from the wild and crazy life on South Beach as a waiter. Blond Blue eyed slim statues man from New york- Found the dark and tan gorgeous Greek a fantasy and a treasure that had now become his reality. Every thought of Raphael would delight his eyes with pleasure. He walked on his tip toes almost as a ballerina when he spoke of Raphael. Raphael, rich- Handsome and happy. Matt waited each day,joyfully to jump into Raphael's sports car and parade in front of Coconuts and Mangoes. As Raphael zoomed up,Matt was with wings, He took off and was about to hoover, when the signal was, "do not come any closer ". Raphael waved him off. He soon saw why and much to Matt's surprise watched the undercover unload the Porsche' with what they had discovered. I, as Matt's surrogate mother-- witnessed Matt's moon-lit eyes wane- I shared in his pain. Thinking.... " New yorker's should know better " Still, I held him as he cried. He survived to tell the tale. Off into the distance Matt did stare as one last time he spoke the name,"Raphael"
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