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You walked into our lives,

a quiet storm

not so concealed behind

your grinning charm.

Patchouli and vanilla

mixed with cigarette smoke

and your early 90’s style-

poetic justice-

captured our hearts

and trust,

until it was too late

to escape

your hurricane of a world.

Then came the phone call

that you would never take

(the same one that I

forgot to make),

a possible levee

to break the tide

from swallowing you up

once and for all.

Yes it was a dramatic exit,

your last act,

the same

as your entrance

in the first.


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Sending you love. 💕

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14 jul 2022

You captured him in you description. It flashed me back to the first time he walked in, the simi concealing grin to the scent memory. We have lost so many.

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