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Her Bridge Impassable For Him
Her Bridge Impassable For Him
Below the bridge of her nose
A buried treasure sits sealed.
Her mouth and voice strike a pose
Against his unwanted wield.
He crossed her piano keys
Unharmoniously, once too many.
Now in his wake the birds and bees
Under her bridge muted uncanny.
Seasons span the test of time
For her past love he had his chance.
And his window to cross fit no rhyme
Of continuing to bridge their romance.
Buried treasure she sealed from him
And his ever opening increasingly grim.
connie pachecho
8/24/17
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Connie Pachecho
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