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Love Child

She was the consequence of lust In a cheap room over a bar. He remembered as though it were yesterday. Her naive mother Was only nineteen and single at the time; him? He was married, Separated and twenty-eight. Below, in the bar, the jukebox Was blaring an instrumental Whose deep, bass guitar synchronized with every copulating thrust. The tune ended before the sex And climaxed with a gestation To Diana Ross’s “Love Child.”

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Date: 12/1/2010 12:38:00 PM
Excellent expressions in your lines Albert.. romantic with a twist ... of emotional pain .. for mother and child ..when daddy disappears..luv..
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Date: 12/1/2010 11:33:00 AM
We are having our first laying snowfall this morning in Springfield,Ohio. December 1,2010 what a way to enter this month. It is absolutely beautiful and finds me in good spirits. I have enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Albert. Looking forward to reading more. Have a wonderful day. Love, Carol
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