Into my life she came
on a lovely Spring morn
not unlike today
Thoroughly enchanted was I
by her shadowy elegance
Every curve
Every line
A creation divine
Together were we
for too short a time
We both knew
the thrill ride
was destined not to last
Circumstance dictates
The timing was unkind
Accursed fate
dictated we both
go our separate ways
She now resides
as a wistful smile
from yesterday
Like charcoal on canvas
her lovely countenance
will be a fixed portrait
mounted on the walls
of my diminished memory
til that close out day
when I myself revert to dust
and all that once was
collapses in on itself
Her face will surely be
the last thing I see
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