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Enchanted
Enchanted with her life
And yet
There were times when
The day folded into night,
At lunch on a sunny cafe
Patio,
A
twinge of haunting
Loneliness would wrap
Its emptiness around her,
It wasn’t
Simply dropping clothes
And getting physical or
Needing looking after,
And yet,
Sometimes
Something
Seemed
Missing from this gorgeous
Woman’s enchanted life.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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