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I passed a used car lot and thought
of my own vehicle...and had to crack-
a-smile: a lot of mileage and poorly
maintained~ tires often over inflated

seldom attentively cleaned and 
meticulously polished...

Of course, it has been “My Way”,
sort of like a Sinatra song
but far less flamboyant, though
not entirely deprived of Bragging
Rights. And yet, there has been
an element of destiny, I am lost
to fully define...that mist we come
from, the shadows we know are
there, lurking behind the screen,
just beyond a mind's rational edge

Often struggling to determine my
real from my visually, audibly imaged,
I am only certain of our shared affection,
the lingering warmth of heated embraces 
I have carried with me into the chill of 
separate days~ with our breathless kisses
that somehow define life beyond all 
breathable borders – 

Who knows? Maybe there is a Heaven,
as love remains the greatest Wonder of
The World~ 7 + its best.

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