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Yellow Lady
Unaware, she sat in the window feeling the sun on her back with melancholy in her heart.
I have never witnessed such beauty, she was just who she was, without pretense, raw and vulnerable. Energy radiated from her like a seductive beam of light, could I resist her or is she just a dream?
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naked
The truth will never be known! I can not see where I,m going until I release where I've been. Everything around me is contrived and relief from my thoughts is found in this place at this exact moment.
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Motherhood
Transformation of her body and her mind never to be the same again. Left in limbo momentarily, the morning light awakens her from melancholy.
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Where they Fall I missed her as the day grew long and the shadows grew longer. Only a reminder of who she was and what she meant to me. Her essence remained and her absence was old, troubling me as I stared at that spot on the floor. How long shall I wait? How long can I?
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Flower Child
It was 1969 and we were all in love. Free and spirited and unencumbered by the times she rose from the crowd to show her affection. Blooming flesh that found a place in love and music.
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The Figure 
