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enchantment

a catch

curiously carved out

in the breast pocket

of this thundering pulse

my love grew running shoes

and won medals in races

with unaware opponents

but that was before

all the diseases ruled

then you sprinted in on crutches

and started handing out trophies

with words

that drove big Cadilacs

unapologetically into my head

friendship sprouted from the vines

of solitude

and love became your talisman

forcing the moments to melt and

make light work of our 'Short Lived

Stranger Hood'

and you walk now

with newly awakened grace

through the vast chambers of my

deepest heart

king of all you encounter

while being the happy leaser of my

soul

as a true winner

even you know

that you will never complain

of your post...............

(Sept. 10, 2000 830pm)