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In dreams reprising
Old and aching loves long lost,
In sighs surprising
Faces fresh as morning’s frost;
Yet many years have blanched my skin
Since last I whispered chin to chin.
There’s she reproving
Skirmishing
to seize her waistAnd, huffed, surcharging
Later ploys to gain an arm emplaced;
Bright-haired and steely like a pin
She led my hand to cup her chin.
And she reprieving
Fancy
feints to win a kiss,Amused, surmounting
All such fumbles with a tender hiss;
Green-eyed above a lover’s grin
She flounced my hair and chafed my chin.
And both repressing
Tears at love’s inconstancy
And, hurts supplanting,
Willing to forgive my truancy;
But I enthralled with hearts to win
Upended sense and turned my chin.
In dreams reprising
Loves
so true and now long lost,In sighs surprising
Faces thinned as some poor ghost;
Grown old with neither kith nor kin
My heart erupts and quakes my chin.
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September 2014