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Aug 2017
All that is distant
Unreachable-seeming
Eludes me without her
Devoids me of meaning
She blankets my peaks
In a lingering snow
But she thaws melancholy
In heat of her glow
Like a halo of love
To my archangel wings
I am graced in the presence
Her innocence brings
In a soft as wool smile
Inquisitive stare
As my curious fingers
Puruse through her hair
But it's all in my head
She appears and departs
As the memories fragment
To shards of our hearts
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
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