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who would have ever thought that a quiet, long,

romantic walk in the local park

could leave in my mind's memory such an unforgettable

mark

we stopped by a flowing fountain for a token lover's

kiss and as I looked up

there you were to the right of our path by someone's

black pick up truck

you looked so angry and completely discontent

the look on your face was indeed hate

for me most directly meant

you said not one single word

but your your husky voice I clearly heard

the situation was a triangle of love's fine tuned

trust and its previous miss use

the confusion I felt wasn't something I can now

nor then readily excuse

the dearest most wonderful man standing now in my

open loving arms

I'm sure felt the tension in my body

but could not hear the immediate inner alarms

unlike you and I he doesn't see our love as a betrayal

of another trust

he does not know that long ago in another far distant

life that almost in this exact same place

I loved yet another but for that blond man it was

merely a case of misinterpreted lust

I find it so very difficult to believe that something

I've nearly forgotten could bring this man so much apparent pain

why does he seem to feel all these old feelings now

when it was then he should have made them all too

perfectly plain

my eyes spoke to his

I'm not being unfaithful now to you

I'm merely doing what's right for me by loving

now another

if I stared deep enough into his eyes I'd be willing

to bet I'd find traces of his own more recent lover

his looking away from me blew his cover

I hugged my beloved man tight so the tenseness of the

moment he would not stumble across and discover

'It's getting cold shouldn't we be going now

sweetheart?' the heart of my heart said in my ear so

gently

I smiled up into his eyes yes and we slowly walked away

from an old insignificant flame of mine

like whom away from himself he long ago sent me

let me tell you though he was quite a ghost from my

past to suddenly see

I'm sure as to how I handled the situation you would

likely agree.............

( written Sept 30, 1991 am)