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Aug 2013
A small woman of sultry stature, stumbles into my life.
Deep soulful brown eyes with hair to match.

A tiny frame with big features both above and below.

A little voice from within this ***** asks meekly "Where's Patty?"

Being drawn whole heartedly into her gaze...
"Around back" I stammer out, still amazed.

And then again she walks,
sliding and shaking her tender frame,
out of my life,
and into my dreams forever.
The Wanderer
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