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Dear Heather

by Stephen Ellams

A delicate breeze
brings kisses to bare
upon our school reunion
such intense infatuation
that stop and stare ‘C’ chord vibration.
Aesthetic eye that draws me in-
to a world of Rogers and Astaire
the allure of softly spoken words.

For my brooding heart
has long lamented
the girl-shy teenager I once was,
dancing to a timeless melody
in this place.
Would you have noticed me?

clone-like in-crowds
more maverick than social outcast
coolly moistening my lips
of an amorous first kiss.

prom Queen
misplaced memory
mnemosyne, fine art majestic
pirouetting beauty.
Would you care to dance with me?

Copyright © 2016 by Stephen Ellams

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