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Dos besos (a brief love story)
1
The morning sun warmed the dew
from the opening rosebud;
a bee visited the fragrant heart of the rose;
the breeze tumbled a petal to the water,
drifted the pale petal across the surface of the water.
You surprised me gently.
2
I thought – hoped – the emotional baggage
was safely in the locker,
just for once,
just overnight,
but like a Houdini homing pigeon
it came back,
like a smart missile locked in on thought patterns
it found the target,
penetrated the armour,
and suddenly
just after midnight
I knew how Cinderella felt,
her new world sucked back
through the vortex,
as the life we call real
returned.
poem
by
Paul Hansford
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