Not Him

it was not

not him she fell for

but the way he came alive

through alpha-bets

how his aching soul found solace

in white sheets

how merrily he moved images

through lost poetry

how he lived a hundred tales

through a lone pen

she fell for she knew

even if life grabbed him by the loins

he would leave her with words

that would love her for eternity

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