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This girl is not

By Charles Kivolowitz

Section: Arts

February 8, 2008

This girl is not like any other.

She is beyond beauty, beyond words.

She is.

When she moves, my eyes see a field of roses, everyone one in a moment, budding.

An overload, a barrage of light so perfect it burns.

She is a world afire,

I despair our distance, but her beauty moves my tears.

Her breast abundant heaving, a subtle ebb and flow, her voice alone in my ear.

A sly smile paints the stage, a pearl laden leash

In her eyes, I am anonymous,

In her eyes, I am the crowd

The lights bounce off of her, and I am absorbed, I cannot look away.

She my painting on the stage.

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