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A Once Strong Man

Not by choice
I am turning into
a once strong man.

Looking out at me
as I become more familiar
to myself, a knowing stranger.

A smirk of ancestral fate
watches as I realise
the unavoidable.

Not me but me accepting
an ever growing collection
of uncoincidental mannerisms.

A Sacrifice of Knowing

A nervous heart pounds
from desire acknowledged
by a muse long thought lost.

Soul set on fire
by an act of devotion,
intimately embracing from afar.

Mind sent racing
into peaceful repose
after willing unwitting recruited.

Longing never absent
rediscovered uncovered,
by just a touch.

Physical concession
gives mental release
to an old troubled mind.

Years rewind in seconds,
and lovers reintroduced.
A sacrifice of knowing.

Local everywhere

My heart landed here!

After extravagance

and decadence.

My heart landed here.

A log cabin full of music

And drinks and conversation

Craving experience where

nobody notices anyone else.

No upturned noses, no cares.

Just a happy place for all.

A difficult place to leave

after a sentimental drink.

Explain how you met twice

And fell in love.

©2022 David Newton