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what made her unworthy of love
was it because she couldn't live up to your ideal
that she lost her appeal?

You lived for the surreal
now too numb to feel

Tell me, what was the deal?

what made her fall from grace
was it sun spots on her face
her flannel instead of lace
her slower than youthful pace?

Was that why she lost
her pedestaled place?

Do you look at her and see

something other than beauty?

Is she flabby instead of firm

militant instead of meek

the lurid side of lovely

tell me!
what could it be?

when did she go
from pleasure treasure
to discarded at leisure

What was the measure
of your detestable displeasure?

let's me be clear:

"love is in the eye of the beholder"

Here's a tap on your shoulder
instead of a fist in your face
I won't add to the disgrace
yet your problem prevails
it's in the details:

you're beholder beholden
to your own foolish fantasy
of what your woman should be
what you can't see
is just what makes others all agree:

SHE'S A Bountiful BEAUTY!

Her body and soul
every part of the whole
exquisitely enhanced
by the years and by chance

she deserves desire's delirious dotage
not apathetic apathy
Can't you see?

maybe....
maybe you are the one
not deserving to decree
her worth, her esteem

she's gone now
go dream
scream
try to serve up a scheme
to love her up to extreme

She won't fall again!
that is true!

You see, dear
The problem, the problem
is
YOU!

Eileen Manassian

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