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Oct 2019
Blind to the beauty of the world,
he tenderly takes her hand
and brushes a kiss across it,
then blushes at his boldness.

Whatever she cherishes, he pounces
on to rationalize away into the ether.
It is Mars vs. Venus of the spirit.
But when blindness drives him
further inward, Venus invariably wins:

Her love cannot abide the boor,
the bore, the shamefully bold.
Arlice W Davenport
Written by
Arlice W Davenport  M/Kansas
       Helena, ---, Mandalina and Raghu Menon
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