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Magic Moment

Magic Moment

She was decoupling from a fling gone stale

suffering doubts intermingled with pain

I was a transplant trying to inhale

this strange city’s cacophonous refrain

Our paths crossed in confabs rife with androids

brightened by only her curlicued smile

which shot an invisible dart cross the void

and reeled me in to her world so beguiled

We parried and pranced in faux courtship dance

‘til bonds that shackled her finally broke

which freed us to spin a web of romance

that had no need for love sighs to be spoke

But bliss is a fragile lair I soon learned

she fled my embrace for flames she once spurned

—Rick Blum


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