HAPPY HOUR *

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JOURNAL #39

an agony too true
enchanted fondness
likely agrees
with some certainty
to infuse
in a flutter of
soft, sweet dreams
sweeps in
and waltzes with bliss
as confusion's dust
swirls up
and settles back
preoccupation
hypnotizes
two bemused hearts
a love song of
tender focus
begins to play
the world
humorlessly laughs
back at the
shameless display
and
in a huff slams back
all its own
another numbing
swig
of life's bittersweet
needs not met
never fully contemplating
in its own actions
such pain of regret
is a joke to the soul
for only this very moment
felt
matters to real love............
(Feb 10, 2011 313am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written for the man who has captured my enchantment and made it his own.

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