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in my email this week…

Oh fleet of foot and rose colored,
Ivory skinned and vanilla fragranced lady
Will your blue eyes every fall upon me again.
 
I think not for my days are numbered
and you, not an end in sight
except the finish line of your next competition.
 
The days we can count of our meeting
are few and soon to end without requite
mine in the dark and yours in the light
 
My thoughts of you are pleasing vignettes
of moments spent in contemplation
about revelations beyond my station
 
You will go on to greater heights
to wonderful and passionate nights
while I take lessons from Fred Astaire
 
Do this for me my voluptuous beauty
it is not a requirement or a duty
thing well of my admiration.
 
I dream of you as a butterfly
diaphanous wings slender and lithe
strawberry feet and flittering guile
 
The wisdom of years have tutored me
in all the things that I can be
I would I had a future of thee
 
Well, I close this little ditty
about my affection for you my pretty
into the protection of the emerald city
 
In an inflated balloon I came
to a deflated balloon I declaim
all between was insane
 
No fear, I will be a long time going
from now to then I will be blue
that a long time ago I did not meet you.
 -DF
*Thanks for the words. I’m usually not speechless, but you got me.

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