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On a beach my lover dreamt

of a shell and I a pearl.

I woke holding the moon

between my palms-the ocean

breeze held me in an embrace,

my lovers enchanting face

aged into beauty.

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aged INTO beauty



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David W. Parsley

Barry, I like the brevity and ambiguity of this poem. Does the narrator project his love upon the moon, caught in a moment of memory when she is not present? Or is it a figurative description with the object of love in physical proximity, sharing the moment of poetic suspension? Haunting.


- Dave

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