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AprilDawn Apr 2014
You won’t be
Him
You will be
You
with my attentions  riveted
to the curve of your smile
and the  glint in your eyes
and  love smeared across your face
like  freshly made  plum jelly
My next partner , I always thought, will never replace my husband.
And he has not.

— The End —