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Fate's Folly
From the families
 of the fawn
 to the lovers swaying in the dawn
 universal red
 love incarnated as each other
 I know you feel it too.
 For you it may never be the ballad of a dove
 ringing clear and true
 like a simple old chime
 but to me its lovely lyrics 
 to a song of life
 oh-so-bittersweet
 with an ongoing melody 
 like a hummingbird’s heart
 and I know you have one too.
 It’s a book with pages left unturned
 by love-scarred hands
 calloused with the heart of the real one who knows
 the pain the gain 
 the virtue of it all
 and I hope you want to play the game-
 the silly one who promises
 you’ll be wonderstruck 
 by the magic of it all
 and I know there’s a magician in you
 with the power to make the past disappear
 “I missed you” the magic words
 reversal a beautiful trick
 erasing all that came between
 real fairytales and fiction
 because with you
 it was always hard to tell which one it was
 as I spun round and round
 through a carousel of smiles
 kept alive partially
 by the jar of compliments you had
 chock-ful and a-plenty
 with phrases from a gentle soul
 who really thought he knew how to love
 though sweetheart we need to start seeing
 the passion the pleasure
 not the cruel beyond measure
 for the girl with the glossy smile
 because my heart’s a hatching chick
 and a little birdie told me 
 she loved you.

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