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Click hereLooking beyond the weight of emptiness
and visions of alluring indiscretion
Looking beyond the unwanted
reality of our commitments
Only looking deeply into the tenderness
of your sensuous smile
I am left to behold
the ease with which you've captured
the sould of my imagination
with all the poetic beauty
of J. Alfred Pruforock's Love Song
I am left to admire
the elegance with which you glide
in and out of my days
with all the delicancey of the second movement
of a Beethoven concerto
I am left to discern
the grace with which you interrupt
the measure of my dull routine
with a regularity that would suggest an intimacy
you are careful to avoid
And as I am left to reflect
the irresolution of another kiss
and other unlikely romantic possibilities
beyond the realm of your reality
I cant help but ask
If we weren't just friends,
What might we be?
A question that hangs suspended
by your sudden departure
compelling me to just say goodbye
and perhaps relinquish
muses of untattainable love