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..his heart's love

his guiding spirits have spoken:

she is the heart's love

distance, time apart--

or whatever factor--

coffee-sipping lips dismiss

with satisfied, sudden smiles;

the precursors of most agreeable nods

 

and, even, at times,

a familiar conclusion:

"is it not so! if she is

my heart's love, doesn't

the rest of me--all

of me--love her just as much?",

crowns this lonely man's

pronouncement answer, from his guiding spirits,

to the same oft-beseeched question

~~

..Sat. Sept. 4, 2013..(C)2013 Spiros Zafiris

..channeled; spirit Harmony; reaching

into the poet's heart

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